County Jail

County Jail By Powerone Copyright 2007 The right of Powerone to be identified as the author of this book has been asserted in accordance with Section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights and Patents Act 1988. All rights reserved. Except for use in any review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, including xerography, photocopying, and recording, or in any information storage or retrieval system, is forbidden without the written permission of the author. All characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all incidents are pure invention. This electronic book published by A1AdultEbooks and downloaded from: http://www.a1adultebooks.com

Chapter 1 Caught It was a sweltering hot day, the air conditioner in the car strained to keep cool as Heather drove the back road. The state highway she was on had a large detour sign on it, Heather getting off and onto the skinny two lane road. That had been over a half an hour ago, the road getting more desolate and skinner the longer she drove. Her hopes for a gas station or store for directions had dimmed the longer she drove. She would have turned around, but she was the eternal optimist, sure that the state highway would be around the next turn. She had another two hours to get back to the University, the long weekend home just what she needed to relax from the pressure of freshman year in college. She had many different hopes when starting out in college; new dreams and aspirations. College wasn’t what she had expected, having come from a small town where she was head cheerleader and Student Council President. At college, she was just another pretty face among the thousands of pretty faces. Nothing special. She was having trouble fitting in, where before it only took a sway of her hips or the grace of her smile. In college, she was failing to get recognized or appreciated. Even the boys seem to pass her by, not like in high school where she had her pick of many and dated the football captain. Sex though, was a different story. Heather was a rarity among the other girls, a virgin, while other girls hooked up with guys with abandonment for self gratification. Even with her lush body, the other boys seem to be able to see through her, a tease they called her. She had talked to her parents, needing reassurance that it wasn’t wrong to be a virgin. She needed reassurance that when she finally found the right man, it would be worth it to finally give him the most precious gift a girl could give, her innocence. Only her parents could give her that peace of mind, and that is what they did. “DDDDDAAAAMMMNN!!!!!!” She screamed as she slammed on the brakes, the small cars rear end sliding to the side of the road as Heather struggled to keep the car on the skinny pavement. Out of nowhere the stop signed had popped up, as Heather caught a glimpse of a speed limit sign of 25 miles per hour out of the corner of her eye. She struggled to stop the car, glancing to see that she was doing over 60 miles per hour at the time. The rear end of the car fishtailed back and forth before she heard the thump as the rear tire slipped off of the pavement into the soft ground at the side of the road. The back end felt like it was trying to fall off as the car slowed down quickly, the back tire mired in the soft dirt. She was breathing hard, the engine stalling as the car finally stopped moving, half of the car leaning precariously to the side. She was barely on the road, grateful at least that she was okay. The Deputy watched as the blue Honda slammed on the brakes, going through the stop sign before finally coming to rest half off the road. He put the

car in gear and gunned the engine, holding onto his coffee as the tires bit into the payment with a loud screech, and the siren blared loudly. The radar gun lay on the seat beside him, the red LED blinking brightly 60. “I hope this one has a lot of money.” Speeding, failure to stop at a stop sign and reckless driving. He’d earn his salary this week. The detour sign on the state highway had got him another unsuspecting victim. “This is my lucky day,” he rejoiced as he pulled behind the stranded car. He enjoyed the sight as the girl got out the door, obviously shaken. She must have been about twenty years of age as she wore a short blue skirt that left a lot of naked leg exposed, a white pullover that clung to a pair of luscious tits. Excited, his cock grew in his pants. Dexter had been a deputy for over a year, and girls like this never came his way in the small Mississippi town he lived in. If they were attractive, the first thing they did was move out when they were old enough. Far away. The only chance for sex was the brothel on the outskirts of town or the girls the Sheriff was able to collar. At 45, Sheriff Cody loved to ensnare lovely young girls in one of his speed traps in hopes they didn’t have the extravagant bail he required for their release. He preferred to extract his pound of flesh from their young, nubile flesh. He had no moral qualms about forcefully taking his pleasure. If they didn’t submit willingly, rape was a suitable alternative, often a better alternative, for Sheriff Cody enjoyed their screams as he took them brutally. And the chance of the girls being found quickly were slim, the town so far off the beaten path that nobody would ever consider looking here. The men would be able to take their time taking the girls bodies with immunity. The townspeople of the small town put up with the Sheriff’s depravity, all of them afforded their opportunity to delight in the hot, tight bodies of young girls, remembering what it was like when they were young and their cocks hard as steel. The town only had fifty residents. The woman of the town refused to acknowledge what happened in the town, not wanting to incur the wrath of the Sheriff and many glad that they didn’t have to accommodate the sick sexual advances of their husbands, the men inflicting their perversions on the stupid girls that got caught up in the Sheriff’s traps. It would serve them right. Heather was grateful when the police car came pulling up, though the siren was deafening. Her car was half off of the road and by the angle of the two side tires, there was something terribly wrong, both tires cocked to one side. She knew that it wasn’t going anywhere under its own accord and looking around the deserted countryside, she was glad that the law officer was coming to her aid. She watched as he stepped out of the car, his gray uniform clinging to his skin, his armpits circled with wetness, staining the shirt. He looked to be about thirty, not handsome, but not ugly. He walked with a gait, his belt banging loudly as his gun and the other things that hung down from his belt bounced noisily. “Thank you for stopping Sheriff,” smiling, hoping to get some sympathy. She already

was short of money, hoping her charge card could handle the bill, hoping there was someone nearby that could fix her car. Dexter grinned at her, knowing the type. Using their bodies to tease men into doing their bidding. No, she wouldn’t have her way this time. It would be Dexter that would do the taking. “Turn around Ma’am and put your hands behind your back.” His voice was gruff and demanding. “And it’s Deputy.” He was already pulling out his handcuffs, letting them dangle noisily in front of him, seeing the shock in her eyes as she stared at them. “What do you mean? Deputy,” she added. “I just broke down.” Her eyes looked around nervously, nothing and no one in sight. “You were speeding, running a stop sign and reckless driving Ma’am. Now put your hands behind your back. I won’t tell you again.” He pulled the black can out of his belt, MACE printed boldly on the outside, leaving no doubt as to what it contained. He saw her hesitate, his hand gripping her closest arm and swinging her around like a doll, pushing her down onto the trunk of her car, his other hand pushing hard onto her back. He surprised her, Heather found herself bent over the trunk of her car, her white top pushed on the dirty trunk. His hands were brutal, his fingers digging into her arm, sure that she would be bruised. His hand dug into her back as she found her arms pulled behind her, scared when she felt the cold metal cuffs slipping over her wrists, the cuffs ratching down noisily until her wrist were trapped painfully. “Now you just stand real still while I search you for weapons. Real still,” he warned her. “I had a pretty little thing pull a knife on me a couple of months ago so I don’t take no chances any longer.” That line always seemed to work, making them more scared that he would do something foolish in order to protect himself. He looked down; her lovely ass shoved up high, his cock already throbbing for release in his tight pants. He kept one hand on her wrists, keeping her bent over the trunk. He pushed his leg between hers, his heavy boots slammed into her ankles while she gasped in pain. “You spread them pretty legs real wide now.” He kept up with his boots, the toe of his boot banging into her ankle each time she tried to stop spreading her legs. He stopped when her legs were spread shoulder width. “Good girl, now hold it right there for me. I’ve got to check you real good. Can’t take a chance of you hiding a weapon on the pretty body. The Sheriff would have my ass.” She could only tremble in fear as the Deputy spread her legs, her ankles sore from the constant pounding of his boot until she complied, thankful that he stopped. She knew she must look obscene, her ass thrust up high, her legs spread. She could smell the Deputy as he stood next to her, his sweat drenched

body reeking of body odor. She felt him bending over, jumping when she felt his calloused hand on the inside of her thigh. “NO!” She protested loudly. He pinched the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. “I ain’t going to tell you again. Now hold still.” His hand resumed the intimate search. It hurt when he pinched her, his powerful fingers gripping her skin as if it were in a vice. Her thighs trembled as his hand returned, this time Heather holding still as it moved up her leg, pushing her skirt aside as it moved higher and higher under her skirt. It felt like a snake moving along her skin as it slid so close to her sex. She jerked away from him suddenly, surprising him. Just when he was about to get to the good part, she pushed away, scrambling away from his touch. “Damn,” he exclaimed loudly. He would have to wait until he got her back to the jail, hoping the Sheriff would give him a shot at her lovely body, the cell leaving her no place to hide. “Into the car,” he yelled at her, grabbing her and tossing her over to his police car, opening the back door, pushing her head down as he threw her into the back seat unceremoniously. He watched as she scrambled to sit in the seat, her short skirt riding up high to reveal a pair of powder blue panties that clung to her skin. He had hoped it was a thong, but his hopes were dashed as she turned sideways, her ass cheeks covered by the thin fabric. He slammed the car door shut, going over to her car, pulling her purse out of the front seat, taking the keys out and locking the car up. They would have it towed later. “Please Deputy,” Heather tried to plead. “Let me go.” She tried to cover her legs, but the cuffs behind her back prevented her from doing much. The hump in the back seat kept a leg on each side. He turned around to look at her, her breasts thrust out so seductively, the handcuffs leaving her with no option. He looked at her legs, parted slightly by the hump on the floor, the short skirt hiked up high, catching another glimpse of the powder blue panties alluring him with what lay between her legs. “As soon as we get our restitution for your crimes,” a snicker in his voice. He drove off, looking into his rear view mirror as he drove the short distance to the jail, his cock throbbing as he gazed at the darkness beneath her skirt. Heather was at least grateful when they pulled into the town, if that is what you could call it. More of a collection of five stores, a couple of houses partially obscured by the trees in the distance. Another police car was parked in the back of the jail as they pulled up. The Deputy got out of the car, came around and opened up the door for Heather. “Out of the car Ma’am.” He reached in before she could even react. Heather finding herself manhandled as he pulled her out of the police car.

She was yanked out and thrust in the back door of the jail before she could do anything but stumble along, trying not to fall down. There was a group of cells, each open, bars the only protection from prying eyes. In each cell was a naked toilet, parked starkly to the side, a small sink attached to the wall. A cot was in the center of each cell. Heather looked into the cells, two blank faces staring back at her. Both were about her age, one looking down when Heather’s eyes met her as if she were ashamed of something. The other stared at her with sympathy. Heather found herself shoved into the next room, her eyes catching the Sheriff behind the desk. He looked about fifty, a bit fat, his stomach hung over his gun belt, his shirt soaked in sweat as the jail’s air conditioner hummed noisily but failed to keep the oppressive heat from the room. The Deputy slammed the door that separated this room from the jail cells. Sheriff Cody smiled as the deputy shoved the young girl forward. “My, this must be our lucky day. This one makes three.” He looked at the girl that stood trembling before him. She was the prettiest of all of them, but she had a defiant look on her face. He was going to enjoy inflicting his perversions on her, in spite of her reluctance. And maybe because of it. “I didn’t do anything Sheriff,” Heather burst out, hoping that she would get some sympathy from the Sheriff. Her head reeled from the blow, never seeing it coming. The Sheriff jumped out of the chair with a dexterity that surprised her because of his size, his hand coming around and slapped the side of her face with such force that her head spun to the side, her lip bleeding from the blow. “You just hush up you little slut.” He stepped back to his chair, seeing the tears in her eyes, her cheek already turning red from the slap. He picked up the ticket the Deputy had written. “Speeding, Reckless Driving, Failure to stop at a stop sign. You certainly have been a bad girl.” He smiled at her, hoping that she was truly a bad girl, his cock throbbing for release, three girls now available for his picking. “Two thousand dollars bail,” he proudly exclaimed. “How would you like to pay, cash or credit card?” Just when she thought it couldn’t get any worse, his words rang out in the room. Two thousand dollars! “What!” She didn’t have anything near that amount, she was lucky if she could get a couple of hundred dollars from her credit card and maybe fifty bucks in her purse. “You heard the Sheriff. Two thousand dollars.” The Deputy was hoping that she didn’t have the money. He walked over to the Sheriff, whispering in his ear. “Can I have the little slut first if she doesn’t pay?” The Sheriff looked at his Deputy. He had the other two in cells, neither of them able to afford the bail. He could start with them, sure that this little filly would still be available for something more perverse than a regular fuck that the

Deputy would subject her to. “I think so,” he whispered back at him. “But I think we better chain her to the bed. I don’t think she will be very cooperative.” The Deputy stood up, moving towards Heather, smiling. He would enjoy raping this one while bound to the bed. The other girls would be able to see what happens if they don’t cooperate. “I don’t have that kind of money. Let me call my parents, they’ll send the money.” She hoped that once she talked to her parents, they would come down and straighten out this hick Sheriff and his Deputy. “Give me the number and I’ll call.” She looked at him, knowing that this is not what she wanted. She wanted to explain it to her parents. She knew her parents would figure out something was wrong when the Sheriff called, two thousand dollars an exaggerated bail. “555-678-4567.” The Sheriff wrote it down. He looked up at her. “We’ll put you in a cell until I can contact your parents. It shouldn’t be long. I’ll call as soon as I get you comfortable in a cell” Heather felt better already; maybe the Sheriff wasn’t so bad in spite of the burning of her cheek. She had a way of coming on too strong sometimes; sure that she probably just offended the Sheriff. They both walked back into the row of cells, one on each side of her. They opened the door to the last cell, both of them pushing her inside. She was relieved when the Deputy unlocked the handcuffs, Heather bringing her hands in front of her, rubbing the circulation back into her wrists. They pounced on her when she was the most vulnerable. Heather was relaxing her guard when they removed the handcuffs from her wrists. Her head was bowed down when they jumped her, each of them gripping one of her wrists and throwing her down onto the cot before she could even shout out a protest. She struggled, but they already had out a pair of shackles, slipping the heavy iron manacle around her wrists, pulling the chain back until they clipped it on the upper bed post, snapping them tightly on the rings that were conveniently located in all four corners. “WWWWWHHHAAATT!!!!” She found her body thrown down on the bed, the men on her with a vigor that shocked her. Her arms were thrust up over her head, feeling the bite of the metal as her wrists were trapped in the shackles, screaming as she struggled. “YOU BASTARDS!” She kicked the air fruitlessly, the men adept at staying away from her legs. She looked up at the two grinning faces, yanking on her arms, her arms stretched up high over her head, bound to the bed posts. “Please!” She tried begging, but the men moved to her legs,

feeling their hot, sweaty hands on her ankles, Heather panicking as she saw another pair of shackles, these thicker. She struggled, but her muscles grew weary as their powerful hands held her tight. “NOOOO!” She felt her legs spread, terror in her eyes as she realized how vulnerable she would be, the metal shackles digging into her slim ankles, the closing of the chains sounding so final. Each of them men tugged on her legs, Heather struggling to close her legs, her thighs trembling as she lost the battle, the men yanking her legs open as if she was a chicken being plucked. She could only watch in fear as they snapped the chain to the rings on the bed posts, a feature of the bed that Heather failed to see before. They stood up, leering down at Heather as she laid spread on the bed; her short skirt had ridden high up her thighs, the Sheriff almost able to see the dark shadow between her legs. “Why are you doing this to me?” Heather’s voice trembled in fear, her eyes not failing to see the bulges in the two men’s pants that towered over her bound body. The shackles dug into her skin, the metal clanging as she continued to test the chains that kept her spread to the four corners of the bed. “I thought you might want to raise your bail money.” The Deputy gazed down at her proud breasts heaving up and down beneath the short top, moving down to the wide expanse of naked thigh exposed by her fighting, her skirt not hiding much from their view, her spread legs preventing their raping eyes from devouring her sex. “What do you mean?” Heather was sure what he wanted, knowing that she wouldn’t submit to their blackmail. No way would she give her innocence to these filthy men. “I think a nice little fuck and maybe I can get the Sheriff to reduce your bail.” The Deputy looked over at the Sheriff. “And maybe suck the Sheriff off and you can go free.” “I’ll never submit to such a thing. You’ll have to rape me first.” She knew they weren’t stupid enough to do such a thing. This was the United States, they would be punished it they took her like that. She was adamant. “I was hoping that you’d see it that way. I love to rape pretty little girls like you.” Dexter rubbed his cock beneath his pants, eager to get inside this young girl. The Sheriff turned to the two other frightened girls that were watching this strange charade happen in front of them. “And let this be a lesson to the both of you when it is your turn to decide.” He looked at Emily, seeing her lower her head in shame at his lustful gaze. He would love humiliating her to perform.

Jessica would be more willing, hoping to trade her cooperation for more lenient terms. The Sheriff and his friends though would love forcing her to continue making choices, to perform more degrading and perverse tasks each time. To drive her body to the depths of hell to satisfy the jaded sexual tastes of the men. He walked out of the cell, closing the door as the Deputy stroked his cock through his pants as he stared down lustily at Heather.

Chapter 2 Heather’s Rape Dexter sat down on the bed along side Heather, seeing her cringe when he got so close to her. She jerked her head away when his hand went to push her blonde hair from her face, but his hand followed her head until she turned sideways, no longer to move any farther. He brushed the hair from her face. “See, there is no escaping me.” “Take your filthy hands off of me,” Heather protested loudly. “You touch me and I’ll scream rape,” she threatened him. “I hope you’ll scream,” he taunted her. “Otherwise I would gag you, but it excites me to hear a girl scream as I take them. I’ll love the way you gasp in pain the first time my cock plunges into your pussy. I hope you’re a virgin, but I doubt it, so many girls your age give away your innocence to the first man that says they are pretty.” She closed her eyes, hoping to put his leering face from her mind, but his touch on her arms made her eyes open wide. She pulled on the shackles as his fingers slid slowly up and down her arm, moving down her inner arm to move so close to her armpit, a short distance to her breast. He sent goose bumps on her skin, but it was not excitement but fear that brought them out. “So lovely,” his cock throbbed as he looked at her lips. She had full luscious lips that sent images of her mouth wrapped around his cock into his mind. He knew she wouldn’t willingly take his cock in her mouth, Dexter feared that she would bite it in spite of the threat of painful retaliation. But they had a good supply of various mouth clamps and gags that would keep her mouth open so that he could thrust his cock in the hot confines of her oral cavity. It wouldn’t be as pleasurable as her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft, but her throat would be a great substitute, enjoying the way she would choke as he plugged her throat with the head of his cock. He seemed to be lost in thought, scaring Heather at what he might be imaging doing to her. She felt his hands running along her side, almost tickling her as his fingers grazed the edge of her breasts, the bondage of her arms thrust her unprotected breasts out brazenly as if she was offering them up to his hands. Dexter couldn’t wait any longer, his head pressed down to the side of her neck, one hand pushed her head to the side so he could passionately nuzzle her neck, while his other hand found her thrust out breast and possessively clamped the firm flesh.

She squirmed on the bed as the Deputy sucked on her neck as if he were a lover, jumping when he unexpectedly encircled one breast with a large hand. “Don’t you dare touch my breasts,” she exclaimed loudly as if it would make a difference. He continued to suck on her neck while his hand clenched on and off of her breast, his fingers searching out her nipple, Heather squealed when two powerful fingers found her nipple and squeezed it harshly. He made sucking noises as he gave her a hickey, Heather cringed as he took her so casually. Dexter pulled back, her neck wet, a dark red hickey prominent on her neck, her top now wrinkled from his groping hand. He could almost make out a nipple beneath the top, wondering if he was arousing her. “Such lovely tits. I betcha the boys love to play with them.” His hand reached down, watching her eyes follow them as he gripped both of her tits, searched and found her nipples. “Do you like it when they pinch them?” He gripped them hard, twisting them, feeling them beneath the thin top and bra. “Do you like it hard?” It felt like her nipples were in a vice, Heather never felt anything so brutal before. She was a virgin, but it wasn’t like that she never made out with a boy before. But all the boys she dated were bent on trying to please her, they touched her lightly, caressed her gently. Not like the Deputy that was only interested in the sexual gratification that her body could bring to him and she suspected that he was a sadist, delighting in inflicting pain on the innocent girls he attacked. “OOOOWWW, that hurts,” arching her back, hoping to relive some of the pain in her sensitive tips as the Deputy yanked her breasts by her nipples. The Deputy liked the way she arched her back, thrusting her breasts out for him. He picked up the pillow and thrust it under her back, forcing her chest out unnaturally. “Yeah, I like that. You sticking them nice tits out for me.” Her back hurt as the pillow was shoved under her, finding her breasts arched up almost into the air, her body thrust obscenely, afraid of how pronounced her breasts were and what the Deputy would do to them. “NNNNOOO!” Her high pitched shrill filled the room, the other two girls jumping at the unexpected noise. The Deputy had pulled up her top, thrusting it over her bra, as Heather found it trapped beneath her chin. She looked down, her bra barely able to contain her breasts, the arch of her back thrusting them high out of the cups, her deep cleavage revealed. “Did you wear that lacey little thing for me Heather? Teasing me with what lay beneath it.” Dexter teased her, his hands returned to her breasts, both of his hands squeezed her up thrust breasts and tightened his grip while he watched her squirm beneath him. “Nice and firm, I’m going to enjoy sucking on them.” He could see her nipples pushing out the thin bra, his brutal treatment of them making them hard in spite of her revulsion. He gripped them hard again, watching Heather’s lips curl, biting her lip as she suffered under his probing fingers.

The pain shot straight through her breasts into her chest as he pinched her nipples harshly, his fingers twisted and turned them, a gasp from her lips a reward for his harshness. Tears began to fall from her eyes as the Deputy molested her lovely breasts. “What are you going to do with that?” Her voice trembled in fear when she saw the knife the Deputy in his hand. “Just goin’ to cut off some of your clothes. I need to get them tits naked. Now hold real still, I want wouldn’t to cut you. Much!” He lowered the large knife toward her, the metal glistening so dangerously. She was more afraid of the knife than of being naked, her body tense as she held still, the Deputy making short work of her bra straps, slipping them down her shoulders. His hand slipped behind her back, his fingers expertly unsnapping her bra, Heather gasping as she felt her breasts released from the restraining bra, sitting unfettered on her chest. “Don’t take it off,” she was getting desperate, the Deputy ready to make her breasts naked, the first time a boy had seen them naked. This was not what she had expected, wanting her first time to be romantic with the one she loved. Not bound and rape for the pleasure of a perverted Sheriff and his Deputy. Dexter threw the bra casually to the floor. She would have no use for it any longer. His eyes took in the two full breasts that stood out so brazenly for his visual inspection. Each tanned breast was capped with the pinkest nipples he had ever seen, his fingers had forced them to hardness, a pair of areolas the size of silver dollars making her nipples look more like targets. He couldn’t wait, his head moving quickly down, his mouth encircling one nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth as his lips curled around the firm flesh. “NNNNOO!” She squirmed and protested but it didn’t do any good, the Deputy suckling her breast noisily. Heather felt the pain as his teeth bit around the areola, her nipple sucked so deep into his mouth that it ached in pain. His tongue lashed back and forth over her nipple. Heather never realized till now how rough a tongue was as it ran back and forth over her nipple like it was sandpaper. Even her other breast was not spared, his free hand pinching and yanking on her naked nipple, Heather squirmed as his fingers twisted it so tight, the blood pushed from the delicate tip. “Don’t bite them,” she cried out in pain. She couldn’t do anything as the Deputy’s head and mouth moved from one breast to the other, his teeth and tongue harsh on her flesh, unable to do anything but moan in pain and shame from the Deputy’s suckling of her breasts. Dexter pulled back, eyeing her breasts, glistening in his spit, red bite marks already popping out on her clear skin. Her nipples were twice the size, standing up like erasers, begging for his touch. “I can tell you like it,” he teased her, blowing on her wet nipples, seeing them rise up from the hot air on the cold

spit. He snapped his finger on her nipples, her body gasping from the abrupt pain, the smack of his fingers on her rubbery tips sounded so loud. Heather didn’t think she could stand much more of his abuse, her breasts molested by his hands and mouth. She was almost glad when he pulled away from her if it wasn’t for his next action. His hand moved down her legs, rubbing up and down the silky flesh, moving her skirt out of the way as it moved up to her sex. The shackles banged nosily on the corner of the bed as Heather struggled to close her legs. She humped up and down, trying to escape the Deputy’s touch on her naked thigh, her skirt thrown to the side as he stared at her, a big smile on his face as he stroked her thigh intimately. “Don’t touch me you fucker!” His hand gripped her tender inner thigh, his powerful hand clenching on her flesh until she was sure she was bruised. “Now you don’t talk that way around here!” He slapped her inner thigh, the shackles left her open and vulnerable no matter how much she tried to squirm away from him. “EEEEEHH!” The pain was instantaneous, her tender flesh burning from the harsh slap. She bit her lip as she struggled, the hand returning to caress her thigh, her skirt hiding his hand from her view as it moved higher. She could feel it tickling so close to her sex, fearing that he would touch her there. She felt the pressure of his hand as he cupped her sex harshly, his large hand molded between her legs, her senses shocked as her sex was touched by a man for the first time. “NNNNOO!” Her ass humped up and down, her hips moved rapidly from side to side, hoping to dislodge the hand that gripped her sex. As much as she tried to escape his probing hand, she quickly tired, unable to dislodge the hand that gripped her sex as if it were a ball. He liked the way she tried to avoid him, leering down at her as she bounced uselessly about the bed, the shackles keeping her from moving too far away. She would be a good fuck, his hard cock driving inside her would force her to give him a nice ride, hoping to try to escape but only succeeding in bringing such pleasure to him. His finger wormed between her pussy lips, Dexter pressing harder until her lips relented, her ass sinking deep into the mattress as she tried to stop his finger from invading her pussy. Maybe she was a virgin, the way she acted as if she were never touched between her legs. His finger felt trapped by her pussy lips, pushed between the tight lips, the fingertip pressing against her hot, tight opening. She couldn’t escape the finger that continued to push her panties between her labia. Pressing hard, Heather shocked as it slid between her virgin lips, trying to escape the harsh touch. “Don‘t touch me there,” she begged. “I’m a virgin.” She hoped he would spare her virginity, begging the only option left, the tight bondage leaving her open and vulnerable.

He could feel her heat as his finger rubbed up and down her slit. A virgin! What a surprise, his cock jerking in the thoughts of taking her cherry. He pulled his hand from her pussy. He had moved his hand away, Heather thankful that her pleading had not fallen on deaf ears. She hoped that he wouldn’t rape her. He saw the relief in her eyes, but she had read him wrong. He flipped up her skirt, throwing it over her stomach, her panties clearing visible. Her panties were still pushed between her lips, her vulva revealed, her puffy lips split by her gash. He yanked the top of her panties, the thin fabric pulling, the sound of ripping filling the jail cell. He caught a glimpse of a neatly trimmed bush, her thighs trembling as she tried to close her thighs tightly together, the clanging of the manacles a reminder of the helplessness of her situation. She screamed loudly as she found the panties yanked from her body, the material digging into her skin before they finally ripped. Heather not believing as the Deputy threw them on the floor. She was almost naked, her skirt, yanked up over her stomach the only garment on her body, her naked breasts heaving up and down as she struggled to hide her virgin body from his touch. She closed her legs, the shackles preventing her from full snapping her thighs together, and her pussy open and exposed. “EEEEEWWW,” the Deputy slapping her thigh, the palm of his hand stinging her tender flesh. “Don’t fight me bitch,” he slapped her other thigh, tears fell from her eyes as she struggled on the bed. He was eager to plunge inside her hot, tight virgin pussy, no longer having the patience to put up with her useless attempts to stop him. She cringed when his hand returned to her sex, this time his fingers found her naked, pushing aside her labia, Heather jumped from the unexpected touch on her intimate flesh. Her thighs burned from the slaps, Heather sobbed as she struggled, afraid the Deputy would strike her again, yet at the same time ashamed as his hand touched her so intimately. No boy had ever touched her there and now she knew that the Deputy would not just settle for his finger touching her sex. “Nice, hot wet pussy,” Dexter felt her lips curl over his finger, and found her pussy wet. He pressed his fingertip against her hole, continued as she sobbed louder. “It’s going to be so tight,” his finger fought her muscles as he pressed into her virgin hole. He heard her gasp out loud when his finger breached her tight hole, plunging into the untouched hot depths of her pussy while her hips bucked up and down on the bed. “Don’t touch me there,” Heather screamed out in shame as she felt the finger squirm inside her, going where only her fingers had gone before. He

wasn‘t gentle, his finger turned and twisted inside her, grateful that for some reason she was wet, unable to comprehend the reason. “EEEEWWW,” his fingernail tore at her hymen, stretching it until she thought it would tear, her ass pushed deep into the mattress in a futile attempt to elude his plundering finger. “A virgin! Damn, good thing the Sheriff didn’t know.” Dexter couldn’t believe his luck. It had to be at least ten years since he busted a cherry. He could feel her pussy clenching on his finger, imagining how it would feel once he breached her with his cock. He began to kiss her stomach, running his tongue inside her belly button as if it were her pussy, teasing her as she rutted on the bed, the shackles clanged almost continuously as she struggled to avoid his intimate touch. He traced his wet tongue down over her abdomen, his hands holding her hips tight as he tickled her bush with his tongue, biting some of the hairs and pulling away until they tore, a gasp from her lips. Her hands were clenched in balls as the Deputy began to lick her stomach, moving down her abdomen as she struggled beneath his oral assault. It just kept getting worse, his face almost buried between her legs as she struggled to stop the final indignity. He yanked out some of her pubic hairs with his teeth, tears in her eyes as his tongue continued downward. She felt his fingers on her labia, he pinched too hard as he yanked them wide apart, the cool air of the jail cell touching her hot sex, shivers running down her back as she struggled, the shackles digging painfully into her ankles as she tried to close her legs. No, it couldn’t be. His fingers were replaced by his teeth, one lip bitten down hard as he yanked her pussy open with his mouth. He could taste the fear and arousal in her juices, her pussy wet as he yanked her lips open harshly. He tasted the salty juices of her pussy as he bit her lip, pulling her open with his mouth as his fingers rubbed her other lip, feeling the silky inner flesh, warm and wet. He enjoyed her gasps as his mouth began to explore her pussy, sure that it was the first time anyone had ever done such a thing to her. He stuck his tongue out, pulled her lips back wide, exposing her pink inner pussy. He pressed his tongue between her lips and drew his tongue along her slit from top to bottom. “NNNNOOOO!” She felt the unmistakable touch of his tongue, running up and down her slit. How could he do such a thing to her? She tried to move her hips but his tongue followed her limited movements, moving up and down to lap at her sex like a kitten with a saucer of milk. She felt his tongue pressed against her hole, it felt like a small penis banging at her virginity as it began to snake inside her. “MMMMM,” she moaned, his tongue pushed harder against her tight hole burrowing inside her as she struggled. She was never so humiliated in her life, his tongue inside her virgin hole, his nose pressed against her slit as he lapped at her juices.

He loved the taste of a virgin, not sure if it was fear or arousal, but he didn’t care. He pulled his tongue out of her tight hole, sliding it up and down her slit as she struggled beneath him. He moved his lips up to the top of her slit, his fingers finding her clit, peeling back her only protection, the clit hood to reveal the hard, swollen bud to his tongue. He sucked her clit into his mouth, feeling it stretched as he created a powerful suction. His tongue slapped at the trapped bud, rubbing over the sensitive tip. It got even worse when his mouth found her pleasure button. It felt as if he were yanking it from her body as he sucked it deep into his mouth. “YYYEEEEEWWWW,” she screamed out as his tongue raced back and forth over it, and slapped it to attention. His tongue felt so rough on her tender bud. She tried to move her hips away, but only succeeded in yanking her clit farther away as it felt as if he was trying to tear it from her body. She kept her body still, panting heavily as she suffered under his oral assault. She feared the awful things he could do to her pleasure button if she struggled too much. He felt her surrender, his tongue lapped at her clit as she trembled beneath his touch. His finger went back inside her, a gasp from her lips his only sign, as her hips held steady and he continued to ravish her virgin pussy with his hands and mouth. He could feel her juices flow freely now, he didn’t care why, just knew she was getting wet for the inevitable rape. She was relieved when he pulled his head up from her sex, his mouth glistening with her juices. Heather was ashamed at how her body had reacted. He stood up and began to take off his clothes, always staring down at her naked body and face, looking deep into her eyes. He was going to rape her and she couldn’t do anything about it. He unbuckled his belt, sliding his zipper down, Heather turning her head away. “Look at me or I’ll slap you again.” His threat worked, Heather staring at him as he slid his pants down his legs. He stepped out of them, clad in only his shorts, the front of them stained, his cock pushing hard to escape. He was worse naked, his penis pushed out the front of his dirty shorts, his belly white and slightly flabby. This was the man that was going to snatch her innocence from her. His hand went down to his penis, slipping inside his shorts. He pushed them down, Heather closing her eyes, refusing to look at the weapon that would rape her. “Open your eyes bitch!” He waited until she complied, his booming voice scaring her into submission. He stroked his cock, her eyes opened wide in terror as it grew before her eyes. “This is for you. It’s going to bust you wide open. You’ll never forget the first time.” He couldn‘t wait any longer, his hands dug into her thighs until she submitted, as he knelt between her legs, pushing them out as her sex opened up for him. “Yes, hot pussy for me.”

He smelled, his sweaty body pressed on her, she felt his penis jerk as it touched her abdomen, while her thighs were forced apart by his legs, and she unable to defend herself. His mouth smothered hers, his foul breath filled her mouth, his tongue forced between her lips as he kissed her. His hips began to move, and Heather felt his hot, throbbing penis rub over her sex, jerking and throbbing as it moved. She felt her labia pushed aside by the thick flesh between her legs, the Deputy humped her like a mad dog in heat. She couldn’t breathe, his body pressing hard against her, pushing the air from her lungs, his lips clasped so tight over her mouth that she could only suck in air through her nose. She struggled to breathe. He pulled back when he felt her rubbing up against him, maybe she wanted it. “You want my cock bitch!” He humped her, his cock rubbed up and down her wet slit. “I couldn’t breathe!” She hated the way he rubbed against her, his fat sweaty body almost making her vomit. His fingers reached out to pluck at her nipples again. It felt like pliers as they clamped on the tips and yanked them up. Heather arched her back up in excruciating pain. He released them, but her relief was short, as his free hand slipped between her legs, and she felt his penis sliding up and down her slit, his hand holding it rigid. Dexter pressed his cock against her tight hole, the head slick with her juices. “Gonna fuck you hard!” He pressed his hips forward with a sharp snap, driving the head of his cock into her tight hole with a force that drove a scream from her lips. “Yeah, tight, hot cunt.” She felt the agonizing stretching, his penis forced into her virgin hole with a quick flick of his hips. Heather unable to stop the sudden entry inside her screamed in pain. “Take it out!” But his hips pressed hard, driving his penis into her body. It was too big, sure that he would tear her if he continued to push. He smiled down at her, grinned from ear to ear as he impaled her. “UUUGGGHH,” his hips pressed harder, the thick head of his penis hit against her hymen, the thin barrier stretching as it tried to keep him out of her virgin hole. It felt like a giant rubber band around his cock, squeezing the blood from the head as he continued to push inside her. Even though she was wet, she was just so tight. Her muscles fought to keep him from plunging deep inside her. He grunted loudly, a flick of his hips drove his cock inside her, tearing her hymen as if it were paper. He felt the wetness of her virgin blood as he raped her. Her earshattering scream brought such joy to his cock, as it jerked and throbbed inside her once virgin pussy. “EEEEYYYY,” her scream rang off the walls as she lost her innocence in a sudden shove his hips. His penis tore through her virginity in a brutal act of rape.

She had never felt anything like it, a throbbing hot log inside her, brutally pushing aside her resistance as it tore into her, her loins ablaze in pain from the rape. “You’re tearing me open,” she cried out in pain, sure that he would render her useless to have children if he continued to shove his rigid erection inside her. But her screaming had no effect on him, as she felt him pull the head of his penis until her sex gripped it and then shoved inside her again. The pain on re-entry was the same intensity the second time as the first; tearing and rendering her insides with his brutal penis. She tried to escape his driving hips, but he moved with her, his penis continued to invade her virgin body. She could hardly breathe, her throat sore from screaming, sobbing as he continued to ravish her flesh. “Got myself a cherry.” Dexter was so proud, unable to contain his lust any longer, her virginity gone. All that was left was to fuck her hard until he emptied his balls into her virgin hole, bathing her for the first time with hot cum. “Take it bitch,” He pulled back until her pussy gripped the head of his cock possessively, and shoved back in again with a powerful thrust that threw aside all her resistance, her muscles battered into submission. He enjoyed her sobbing and groaning as he began to fuck her, making her take his hard cock deep inside her, her head thrown back in pain. He enjoyed her pain. He picked up the pace of his fucking, his hips a blur as he pumped her tight pussy with his big cock, each time driving deeper, each time making her take more and more of his thick shaft inside her. It felt as though he was trying to drive his penis through her body, not inside it. She couldn’t breathe. Her sex burned as his penis raced in and out of her sex with abandonment. It felt so big, and she felt it grow as it moved inside her. His body dripped sweat on her as he pumped his hips up and down, her sex aching as it clung to the thick shaft that split her up the middle. Her only hope is that he would cum soon, anything to get the monster out of her. “AAGGGH,” she screamed as the head of his penis banged against her cervix. God, it was so long, it felt as if he were trying to drive it into her womb. It felt like her insides were dragged out by a giant vacuum, collapsing on themselves as the shaft withdrew until her tight opening gripped the head in a powerful spasm. And then he shoved with a powerful stroke, forcing her take the full measure of his penis inside her. A whoosh came from her mouth as his powerful thrust drove the air from her lungs. It felt like a sword being shoved inside her as she screamed in pain. He didn’t care any longer; his only concern was to cum. Cum inside the hot, clenching hole that enveloped his cock in her silky insides. Each time he made her take the full length of his cock, his thick shaft spread her open, while the head of his cock banged painfully against the depths of her pussy with each powerful stroke. “Gonna bathe your insides with my cum!” He shoved deep inside of her, holding still while his cock jerked and jumped in her pulsating hole.

His asshole quivered, his balls tingled as the cum raced up his shaft to blow out the head of his cock into her virgin pussy. “NNNOOO! Don’t cum in me!” She begged him, but he was beyond listening. His cock jerked inside her as Heather felt the cum shoot out, and bathe her insides as if it were a hose. It was too late as she thought with fear he would get her pregnant as his hot seed flooded her once-virgin sex. Twice more he came in her, pulling out only then to plunge back in. He shoved his cum deep into her womb. “NNNOO! NOOOO!” Heathers shook her head back and forth as the Deputy finished his rape of her, and filled her with his demon seed. At last he pulled his cock out with a loud pop. Heather felt his juices run down her thighs, and pool on the sheet beneath her. He got off of her, his smiling face looked down on her, his penis shrunk. “Hot little cunt you are Heather. You’re gonna love it now that you’re no longer a virgin. We’ll teach you to cum for us.” He put on his clothes, closed the cell door behind her as she sobbed in the bed, still tied up. “I’ll come back in a while to let you take a shower. But for now, let the cum inside you work. Maybe I’ll make a rape baby inside you,” he taunted her as the door closed noisily and he walked away. He looked at the other girls, all of them with a new found terror in their eyes as they saw what could happen to them. “It’ll be your turn soon enough. You can cooperate, or we’ll rape you just like Heather.” Emily couldn’t believe the surreal event that just took place before her eyes. She knew she shouldn‘t have watched, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the Deputy’s penis as it slid in and out of Heather’s sex, glistening with a coat of blood as she screamed beneath him. She was also a virgin, but didn’t want to lose her virginity to an act of rape. She knew she would surrender her innocence to these evil men, but she wasn’t sure how she would stand the humiliation of surrendering. Jessica wasn’t a virgin, having some experience with boys. But this was different, these men were too old and unattractive, but she would have to fake it. She would offer up her body for their pleasure in exchange, to avoid the pain of submission. Jessica was sure that they hadn’t finished with Heather as she gazed at her bound body that was available to whatever perversion the Deputy and Sheriff decided to inflict on it.

Chapter 3 Emily’s Humiliation Emily was stopped by the Sheriff, the red lights suddenly appearing behind her. Emily was shocked and looked down at the speedometer, positive she wasn’t speeding, thinking it was some kind of check only. “Is there a problem Officer?” Emily didn’t even look into his eyes, staring down as she said it. Her heart raced rapidly as she held her breath in hopes it was nothing more than a traffic check. Emily had always been one to follow the rules. She never strayed into danger or rebelliousness. It was those traits that held her as an honor student. “You were doing 65 in a 25 mile zone Miss?” The Sheriff eyed her legs, a short skirt leaving enough to stir his cock to erection. Young girls wore such nice clothes nowadays, even the plaid Catholic school girl skirt, all of them short, enticing men, this one no exception. She was a little plainer than the others, not much makeup that he could see, though she hung her head as if she didn’t want him to see her face. Maybe she was on drugs. She knew she was doing sixty five, the speedometer verified it when she looked down. But she never realized the speed limit was 25, the stretch of road desolate. “Twenty five?” She questioned. “Yes Ma’am that is what the sign said about a mile back. Clear and visible.” He knew he lied. The infamous sign he spoke of was barely visible through the dense brush. She didn’t respond or look up. “Would you mind stepping out of the car?” She looked up at him behind the dark sunglasses, not sure why he wanted her out of the car. His eyes bore through her and scared Emily with the intensity of the look. He was slightly overweight, dressed in a police uniform that hung from his body, sweat drenched the armpits. She opened the door, the Sheriff moved back to let her out. His eyes stared at her as she slipped out of the car. She turned red when she looked down, seeing her skirt riding high up her legs, as they were parted, sure that he caught a glimpse between her legs. “Take off your sunglasses,” he ordered her, watching as she quickly took them off. His hand pulled her chin up so he could look in her eyes. She trembled slightly and he loved her reaction. Staring intently, her eyes looked like a doe caught in the crosshairs of a hunter, wide open, scared. He liked that, sure that she would be amicable to whatever he required of her. He decided to see how far she would go. He spun her around, slipped the handcuffs from his belt and slapped them on her wrists before she even knew what was going on.

“WWWWhhat!” Her body was manhandled harshly by the Sheriff as she turned, her arms tight behind her, the cold metal of the handcuffs slapped on her wrists, the sharp click of them closing almost making her pee in her pants in fear. He swung her around until she faced him again. Emily was scared, as her arms secured behind her back began to ache. She tugged on the cuffs, finding them tight as the metal dug into her slim wrists. “I’m going to have to take you in. You look like you might be on drugs. We’ll test you, if you pass, you’ll just have to take care of the speeding ticket and you’ll be free to go.” He let it sink in. “I don’t do drugs,” she pleaded with the Sheriff. “Then you wouldn’t have a problem with the drug test.” He shoved her over to his car, and pushed her against the hood as his hand on her back forced her down onto the car. His eyes gazed at her cute ass as she bent over and the short skirt rode higher up her legs. “You hold real still now. I’ve got to check you for weapons. You’d be surprised what girls hide in their body.” Her breasts were pushed into the hot metal of the hood as his powerful hand pushed down on her back. His hand slid down her back, and Emily shivered when it continued to rub over her backside, not making any attempt to hide his intentions. No one had ever touched her like he was doing, but she could only tremble in fear. “Nice little ass on you,” his cock rose, rock hard as he enjoyed the way she squirmed when his hand touched her ass. “Hold real still now,” he warned her in a gruff voice. His hand slid up under her skirt, finding her naked skin so smooth and slick. His hand slid up between her legs, cupping her pussy before she could even fathom what he was doing to her. “AAAGG, NNNO!” She stood up on her toes. The Sheriff’s hand between her legs forced her to spread her legs, allowing his hand to slide beneath her skirt so quickly it took her breath away. His fingers were moving, sliding between her legs and pushed her panties between her lips. He found her slit, his stout finger pushed her panties between the fat lips, as she struggled. Standing on her toes to escape his touch, the Sheriff moved his hand higher, moving up and down, following her every movement. His finger felt the pulsated heat of her hot, humid pussy. “Damn, hot little pussy.” He didn’t want to waste his time out here, he wanted her in a cell so he could savor her humiliation. He dragged her over to the back door of the car. She was thrown into the back seat of the police car, relieved at least that the Sheriff was no longer touching her. The Sheriff, whistling as though he didn’t

even touch her, got into the front seat of the police car. She could smell urine in the back seat, sure that some drunk had peed in it not long ago. The Sheriff looked into the rear view mirror as he caught the look of disbelief and shame on her face. He turned around to look at her. “Put a leg on each side of the hump in the center. I wouldn’t want you to fall and hurt yourself.” She didn’t move right away when he said it. He might as well begin her training and humiliation early. “NOW!” She scrambled to obey him, his voice loud and demanding. She swung one leg over the large hump in the floor, her short skirt riding up high, the handcuffs didn’t allow her to do anything as the skirt left a wide expanse of naked leg revealed to his leering eyes. The Sheriff peered down between her legs, her white panties clearly visible. “I like that,” a big grin on his face, his cock pushed out his pants. He turned around, putting the car into gear. “Damn, hot, tight pussy. She couldn’t do anything but let him stare up her skirt, ashamed at how he made her display herself for him. He finally turned around, gunning the police car, Emily watched as her car disappeared from sight. ***** The girls looked up when the outer cell door opened. Heather more than the others, fearing another rape by the Deputy. This time it was the Sheriff who entered, his pot belly hung over his gun belt, his slightly receding hairline reflected his fifty years of bodily neglect. He walked over to Emily’s cell, the key clanged in the lock before the door creaked open ominously. Emily was afraid, she had seen what the Deputy had done to Heather, and feared the Sheriff would submit her to the same. He had already taken such liberties with her body, much more than any male had ever done before. She hung her head down, in hopes that if she couldn’t see him he would go away. “Stand up,” the Sheriff’s voice booming in the cramped cell. The girl on the cot was small, not more than five feet, two inches, small breasts hidden by the baggy sweater she was wearing, with mousey brown hair that hung down to her shoulders. She stood up, the Sheriff able to check her out better. She refused to look at him, as she stared at her feet. He moved closer, his hand hooked under her chin to raise her face up. Her eyes stared back at him finally. She was prettier than he thought, though the lack of make up failed to enhance the beauty she had. He twisted her around, checking out her ass again. “You gonna be a good girl?” He grabbed her arm, his fingers dug into her flesh, seeing her cringe in pain.

“Yes Sir,” she shot back in quickly, her voice so meek. “Please, you’re hurting me,” she begged. “You do what you’re told and you wouldn’t get hurt. You disobey and you’ll regret it. Now move.” He shoved her out the cell. She was led out of the block of cells, the door closed behind her as she walked down a hall. The Sheriff opened up the door to a room and she heard voices inside. She peered in, four faces looked at her, the Sheriff suddenly pushed her inside. They were all older men, two of them dressed in suits and ties, the other two in jeans. “This is Emily. She is one of lawbreakers that thought she could flounce our laws. And to make it worse, she doesn’t have the means to pay her bail. I thought she might be able to persuade our local townsfolk to forgive some of her bail.” He smiled at her slyly. “Emily, this is our Bank President, our General Store owner, and two of our prominent local farmers.” All the men looked at the girl trembling before them, all had a hard on that she would have to take care of before she was allowed to go back to her cell. Emily was afraid of what the men were going to do to her. The five men looked at her as a pack of lions about to devour his prey. . Would they rape her like the Deputy did to Heather? She had never seen a penis before she saw the Deputy’s. She was unable to take her eyes off of him as he shoved it in and out of Heather, ashamed at herself for being such a voyeur. She wasn’t a virgin, but not because she was with a boy. She had accidentally busted her hymen with a large cucumber while masturbating. It was one of the advantages of growing up on a farm; there was a wide selection of fake dildo’s growing on the vines outside. When the Deputy started raping Heather, she was amazed by his penis, watching it grow as he stroked it and than brutally shoved it inside Heather. Emily was enthralled by her screams as he fucked her and finally came inside her, his seed running down her thighs when he got off of her. The Sheriff pushed Emily to the center of the room, the men got up and gathered around her. The Sheriff let his hand slide down to the front of his pants. Emily’s eyes followed as he casually stroked his cock, and it bulged out his pants, eager to get out. “Kneel down,” the Sheriff commanded as he pushed down on her shoulders. He didn’t give her time to respond, his strength overpowered her slight frame. They started to press close to Emily, five grown men, all with lust in their eyes. What were they going to do to her? The Sheriff openly stroked his penis through his pants. Emily was ashamed that she was still watching him. What was wrong with her? She heard his order, his hands pushed hard on her shoulders until she almost collapsed onto the floor onto her knees. She could feel the men push in closer until she felt the unmistakable presence of hard

penis’s rubbing against her. She was trapped on all sides by the men with hard organs. No, they couldn’t expect her to do such a thing. Maybe they would just make her stroke their penis. She could never take one of their filthy organs in her mouth. It was unthinkable. Their hips became more urgent, as they rubbed their organs against her face. Emily was thankful that they were dressed, even though the material of the pants was rough on the sensitive skin of her face. The men began to undress as they let their pants slip down their legs, their cocks strained their shorts. They pushed in closer to the young girl that trembled on the floor between them, each pushed their way to get closer to her face. They began to hump her face, rub up and down with their cocks, as their cocks jerked in pleasure. They took off their pants in front of her. Emily hung her head in shame, closed her eyes and refused to accept the situation until she felt them. Five, hard penis’s slid along her face. It was only their thin shorts that protected her from touching their naked flesh. Each pushed to get closer to her, Emily moving her head to escape one, but into the clutches of another as they pinned her between them. The smell was terrible, five filthy organs rubbed her face, their hips drove it up and down her skin, the organs jerked in pleasure beneath their shorts. The Sheriff was the first one, as he slid his shorts down to his ankles and kicked them off. “Do you know what this is?” He wagged his naked cock in her face. “A penis,” she said embarrassed, the thick penis bobbed in front of her face and the Sheriff forced her to look up, Emily finally opening her eyes to come face to face with a hard, throbbing penis. It even looked thicker than the one the Deputy had. Maybe it was because she was only inches from this one. “A penis is what a little boy has.” He stroked his cock, watched as it grew in length. “This is a cock. Say it!” “A c-c-cock,” she said shamefully. She couldn’t believe it, the Sheriff’s cock continued to grow as he stroked it. How big would it get? He reached down and grabbed one of Emily’s hands, and felt her resist, his strength easily overpowered her. When he felt the pleasure of her soft hand on his rigid cock, “MMMMM,” he moaned in pleasure, as her fingers curled around his thick shaft. “Like this,” he moved her hand up and down his shaft. “Tighter, keep your fingers tight.” He began to move his hips with her hand, his cock jerked in pleasure as her fingers tightened on his shaft just like a tight pussy. “Yes, so good Emily. Now you do it by yourself.” He released her hand, and felt her stop. “Do it!” His voice was commanding, her hand began again, her fingers curled tight around his shaft. “That’s a good girl,” he moaned in pleasure as she began to masturbate him.

It shocked her when he forced her hand to encircle his penis. Then she remembered what the Sheriff said. His cock. It was so hot, almost as if it would burn her skin. And it pulsated, throbbed in her hand as if it had a will of its own. She could feel the thick veins up the side of it as the blood coursed through them. When she first touched she was sure she could feel it grow in her hand, getting thicker, her fingers barely able to grasp it tightly. Did she do that? He guided her hand up and down the shaft, back and forth. He released her hand, Emily not knowing what he wanted until he yelled at her, her hand moved up and down his shaft, imitating what he had shown her. She heard him moan, knowing that she was doing it right as his hips moved, his shaft slid back and forth between her curled fingers. The Bank President was next, he grabbed her other hand and slipped her fingers over his cock. “You can call me Mathew, since were going to be friends. And that’s my cock in your hand. Now do just like the Sheriff little lady,” he urged her, willing his mind not to cum when he felt her soft hands engulf his cock. He hadn’t felt pleasure since the last time the Sheriff let him at one of his prisoners. Another cock was thrust into her other hand, this one longer but not as thick. Her fingers were forced around the shaft, making her take long swipes up and down the shaft. She tightened her fingers when her hand passed over the plum like head, the groans of pleasure from the Sheriff and the other men showed that she was doing it right. She had a hard time keeping both of her hands moving, each man wanted her to please him, both of them adamant at what they wanted. A hand pushed under her chin until she was stared up at her own demise, five naked cocks pushed around her head, two in her hands as she stroked them, the heads glistened with juices, reflected in the bright lights of the room. The men didn’t seem to be ashamed of being naked in front of each other, the other three men openly stroking their own cock. All of them were different, not what Emily would have expected. They were short and fat, long and skinny, and many combinations of the two. One was even uncircumcised, the head covered in skin, only revealed when the man’s hands skinned up and down over the shaft. The General Store owner couldn’t wait his turn any longer, as he rubbed his cock on her cheek, the look of terror in her eyes as she felt the touch of his cock on her silky skin. He gripped her head, turning her towards him so he could rub his cock over her face. It was in her face, his hand turned her head as Emily came face to face with her first cock. It was only inches from her face, the man’s hand on the back of her head, held her submissively in place as he pushed his hips forward. Emily braced herself for the first touch. It jerked on her cheek, so hot, his flesh felt like it branded her sensitive skin. It jerked and shuddered and then she felt it, the unmistakable wetness on her face. Had he cum on her? It wasn’t like the

Deputy cumming in Heather, this was just a drop that clung to her skin. And it was hot, almost as if it were burning her skin. The other men were not to be outdone, she felt it in the air as the cocks around her moved. Emily suddenly found two other cocks sliding along her face. One of them pulled her head up higher, his hips moved up until she felt the tickling of pubic hairs, the soft skin of his balls rubbed on her chin. She was confused, her hand still automatically masturbating the two men’s cock that jerked in her fingers. She was unable to stop the other men as they rubbed their filthy organs all of over her face. One of them even tried to stick the head of his cock up her nose, held her head tightly back as he tried to stick the oversized organ into the tiny hole of her nose. She knew it was only a matter of time before someone would want to put his organ in her mouth. Emily kept her lips tightly clenched, hoping that they would cum first, not even caring if they came on her face. Anything would be better than in her mouth. While her hand felt good, the Sheriff wanted something more from Emily. The other men were too eager. They rubbed their cocks and balls all over her face, drops of cum already glistened on her cheeks. He wasn’t about to be outdone by one of them, he would be the first to enjoy her mouth, eager to teach her the finer aspects of cock sucking and deep-throating. By time she finished with all of them today, she would be an expert at sucking cock. The Sheriff pulled her hand away from his cock. Emily was confused, she didn’t know why the Sheriff pulled back but was relieved that there was one less to worry about. She found one of the other men quickly took the spot and thrust his cock into her palm, as he guided her hand up and down the shaft. He was trying to find a rhythm to enjoy when she felt the powerful hand that pushed her head to the side. Emily came face to face with the cock that she was just stroking. It belonged to the Sheriff and now he guided her face towards him. He pulled her head up higher until she stared straight at the thick head. The dark red head of his cock almost purple looking, almost silly, like a one eyed snake that stared at her. Her lips clenched tighter, adamant about not taking their filthy organs in her mouth. She tried to move away, but the Sheriff held the back of her head firm and prevented her from moving as his hips pushed his cock into her face. She clenched her lips tight as the Sheriff moved the head of his cock over her lips, as if he painted them with lipstick. He coated her lips with the fluid that wasn’t like any type of lipstick, it was part of him. She refused his advances, she didn’t want him inside her mouth. No, never would she submit to such a dirty, degrading act. His cock shuddered as it ran over her face. She tried to move her head to the side but it was held still by his strong hands. His advances would not be refused. He laughed as he saw her timid reluctance, two other cocks rubbed over her cheeks and in her hair while she masturbated two cocks with her willing

hands. His cock jerked each time he felt her hot breath on his cock, he would not be able to resist when he took her orally. He pulled her head up, two fingers clamped onto her nose sealed her nostrils shut, her clamped lips left her with no alternative if she wanted to continue to breathe. Either open her mouth or suffocate, his cock poised on her lips. He waited for the chance to breach her lips. Once inside, she would be unable to stop him as he fucked her mouth. She felt her head grow dizzy, her eyes began to tear, as the Sheriffs’ fingers pinched her nose to tight. She couldn’t breathe unless she opened her mouth and allowed the Sheriff’s cock, sitting so hotly on her lips, to push through in her mouth. Her lungs began to burn from lack of air, Emily began to panic. She had no choice, the room spun, turning black as she struggled to fight the inevitable. She opened her mouth, sucking in as much air as she could, and struggled to fill her lungs with the precious air she badly needed. “E EWWWW,” her lungs quickly filling with air. She surrendered her mouth opening wide as she sucked in the air. The Sheriff didn’t hesitate and stuck the head of his cock between her lips before she could react. He held it between her split lips, enjoying as her hot breathe blew on the head causing it jerked in pleasure with promise of more that would come from her mouth. He began to stroke his cock in her mouth, her lips gripped onto the head as she tried to shut her mouth. Her mouth was unbelievable, her tight lips gripped him hard, the pleasure just as tight as a pussy. Her hands gripped his naked thighs as the cock sat in her mouth, her lips spread wide. She didn’t want to touch the foul cock. She felt the rubbery head of his cock between her lips as he filled her lungs with the precious air. Her tongue accidentally touched it as she tried to push it out, scorched by the hot fluid that fell on her tongue. The taste was terrible, eggy, salty and thick like a lump in her throat. The Sheriff pumped his cock, just as she had manually, his hand bumped against her lips painfully when he took too long of a stroke. Drops of his cum leaked into her mouth, mixed with her spit, filled her mouth with the foul taste. She hated that taste and held her mouth open as wide as she could so her lips didn’t touch the cock in her mouth. He enjoyed the way her hands gripped his thighs as she tried to push him away. Her mouth was opened wide; in trying to escape touching his cock she allowed him complete access to the hot depths of her mouth. He pushed his cock deeper into her mouth, her cheeks bowed out with the thick head, over half of it inside her. She breathed heavily as the Sheriff released her nose, her breath slowly returned to normal. He rubbed his cock all over the inside of her mouth, over her cheeks, her teeth, even her tongue, and Emily had no place to hide her tongue as he pressed his cock deeper into her mouth. She finally closed her lips, shocked when she felt the hot flesh that split them apart. He had rubbed his cock all over inside her mouth and her tongue.

She had no place to escape as the head of his cock dripped his crème onto her tongue. The salty taste overpowered her senses. She tightened her hands on his naked thighs as she felt his hips begin to move, his cock slid in and out of her wet lips with ease as it banged against her tongue. “MMMMMGGG,” she exclaimed as the thick organ filled her mouth. Her lips forced a tight grip on the shaft as it slid in and out. She was humiliated, a filthy organ in her mouth, the unmistakable taste of his crème permeated ever corner of her mouth. The Sheriff took her mouth as if it were her sex, long strokes in and out. She was afraid, afraid that he would cum in her mouth, unsure she would be able to take all of the cum. She wasn’t sure if the Sheriff would shoot an abundant amount like the Deputy had into Heather. The Sheriff’s hands felt like a vice around her head, and kept her submissively in place while be began to stroke his cock into her unwilling mouth. It seemed to grow bigger each time he pushed in, her lips wrapped tightly around the thick shaft, the head slid over her tongue as it pushed to the back of her mouth. It was too big for her mouth the shaft too long to go any farther. The Sheriff put one hand on the top of her head, the other beneath her chin, keeping her in position as he began to fuck her mouth. Her eyes were opened wide in terror, her hands gripped into his thighs almost painfully, but he was enjoying her hot, tight lips and mouth too much to stop. She made gurgling noises each time he pushed in, sucking air through her nose, her mouth plugged by his thick cock. “You’re tongue. Use your tongue on my cock,” he ordered her. He gave her a sharp stab with his cock and drove the thick head to the back of her mouth as he banged at the opening of her throat. “GGGWWWWKK,” her throat forced wide by the plum-like head of his cock, choking as it sought entrance. He pulled it back, her tongue raced to run over the head in hopes to satisfy him quickly. She did not want to choke and gag again from the powerful thrust into her throat. It was terrible, her tongue lapped over the head of his cock as if she were a puppy dog, tasted the foul crème that leaked out with each swipe of her tongue. But anything was better than the shock of a thick object forced into her throat. She couldn’t take another stroke, she was sure she would choke to death if he continued. “Aww, Ahhh, Agggg,” his pumping cock made strange noises in her mouth as she struggled to please him. Tears were running down her cheek as he continued to take her mouth so ruthlessly. “That’s a good cock sucker,” he taunted as he enjoyed the humiliated look on her face as she was forced to suck his cock. He took one of her hands from his thigh, made her cup his balls. “Feel the cum inside there. It’s all going in your mouth or on your face.” Her hand was gentle as she cupped his balls and he felt the slight pressure on his balls inside.

His testicles were so hot, her hand cradled the twin ball sack, squeezed gently until her fingers outlined the balls that hung mysteriously inside. Each time she squeezed, he would shove his hips forward. He forced more of his cock in her mouth. Her tongue lashed out at the thick shaft in her mouth, ran up and down the thick veins along the side, and felt the cock jerk and shudder in her mouth. She had almost forgotten the others, but her hands were forced back up to grip the cocks of two eager men that made her stroke them again. The other men watched in lust as they rubbed their rubbery flesh over her head and waited their turn. She knew that this was the first, the others wouldn’t allow her to leave without taking them in her mouth. The Sheriff was panting; her tongue lapping at his cock as her hand cupped his balls and brought him to the brink of orgasm. Her hands released his balls as the men forced her to masturbate them with her hand, made them hard for their turn inside her mouth. He wanted to be the first one to fill her mouth with cum, hoping to see the look on her face as he unleashed a torrent of cum in her mouth. He pumped her face harder, his hand held her tighter as he felt the tingle run from his balls up his shaft. He gave one sharp shove with his hips, as he drove the head of his cock against her defenseless throat and pulled back until his throbbing cock sat on her tongue. Her last gag was all he needed, and threw his head back as he yelled out in pleasure. “AAAWWWW, drink my cum,” releasing a torrent of hot cum into her unwillingly mouth, his hands held her head still for his orgasm. No amount of preparation could have readied her for the flood of cum that filled her mouth, her cheeks bulged out as the hot, thick crème shot out with such power, and sent cum to the back of her mouth. She choked, swallowed some of the cum before she could even react, the Sheriff pulled his cock from her mouth unexpectedly. Confused Emily found the dirty fingers of the Sheriffs’ open the corner of her mouth as his other hand pumped his cock up and down. This time she saw the head shooting a blast of cum, Emily shut her eyes as she felt the hot juice strike her face with a thud and slide down. Another load of cum bathed her face before he stopped, and pulled his fingers from her mouth. He looked down at her, her face covered with cum, as it slowly dripped down her cheek, her mouth. Her distaste shown for the foul taste in her mouth. “Swallow it all,” he ordered her before he slipped his shrinking cock onto her lips. “Lick it clean,” he slid it over her wet lips back into the hot confines of her mouth. He grabbed her hands as they tried to move up to her face. “Let it stay on your face. You’ll have a lot more before you are finished.” She felt the limp cock between her lips, her tongue licked the head of his cock, anything to get it out again. It was even worse than when it was hard, now cold and rubbery. The salty taste of his cum filled every facet of her mouth. She fought back the urge to wipe her face but the Sheriff’s hands stopped her. She had no choice but to suffer the fate of having her face covered in cum while she

spit the limp cock from her mouth as she awaited and knew another cock would replace it. The Bank President was next as he pushed his way in, tilted Emily’s head back until he could dangle his balls over her face. “Lick my balls,” he ordered her and pulled hard on her hair when she hesitated. Her mouth opened instantly, her tongue came out to lick his balls, her tongue licking his pubic hairs, some hairs were pulled out and sat on her tongue as she gagged. “It’ll be more than hairs that will make you gag.” He pushed his balls into her mouth. “Open wider,” two balls suddenly pushed deep into her mouth, her cheeks bulged out. “Yeah, I like that.” She was choking on the pubic hairs that filled her mouth, but nothing could have prepared Emily for his balls shoved into her mouth. She could feel the prickly hairs on her inner cheeks, her mouth filled with his hot balls. She tried to breathe through her nose, her tongue pushed down to the bottom of her mouth by the heavy ball sack. Her face was still covered with cum, now her mouth was filled with balls and pubic hairs. Things couldn’t get much worse. Mathew, Mathew pulled his wet balls from her mouth and swung her head around until his cock was aimed for her mouth. “Such a sweet mouth,” he rubbed his cock over her lips. “Stick your tongue out,” his hands pulled her head again until she obeyed, her tongue pressed far out of her mouth. He rubbed the head of his cock over her tongue. “Yeah, lick it like a lollypop.” She didn’t have any choice, her head hurt as he pulled the hair out of her head each time she didn’t submit fast enough. She began to lick his cock, her tongue up and down the shaft and over the head, disgusted but getting used to the taste of the thick, salty crème. She felt Mathew grip his cock, push it between her lips and rub it up high, to stretch her lips wide until she thought they would tear. He pushed his cock into her mouth, her lips split by his weapon. It wasn’t as thick as the Sheriff’s, but longer and skinner. Emily never realized how different a cock could be. He pushed it around inside her mouth, pushed her cheeks out until they bulged obscenely. One of his hands held the top of her head, the other under her chin, as he turned her head sideways and began to stroke his cock in her. He wasn’t going to be like the Sheriff and she would have to take his cock down her throat. And deep in her throat, his cock was the longest of all the men. “Yeah,” he stroked his cock inside her mouth. “Keep them lips nice and tight on my cock,” Mathew boasted. “Tongue my shaft.” He yanked hard on her hair to remind her of the power he had over her, tears fell from her eyes as he ripped out some of the hairs on her head. He pumped his cock deeper into her mouth, banged against the back of her throat. She choked, her throat opened giving the chance Mathew needed, his hips drove the head of his cock into the hot depths of her tight throat. He could feel her choking as her throat slipped over the head

of his cock like a tight glove, her eyes opened wide in disbelief as he shoved his cock into her throat. “Take it deep Emily. Take my cock into her throat,” his hands held her head still will he stuffed her throat with his cock. One minute he was stroking his cock in and out of her mouth and Emily hoped her tonguing would keep him happy and make him cum. The next minute she was choking, the head of his cock jammed to the back of her mouth, as it banged painfully for entrance into her throat. She gagged, her throat opened and was impaled by his long cock as it slid roughly into her tight throat, her muscles clenched uncontrollably on the flesh as it fought to keep it out. His hand felt like a vice on her head, keeping her in place as his hips punched his cock into her unwilling throat. “GGHWWWWKKKKK,” she gagged as the head of his cock slid inside her like a snake, burrowing deeper and deeper, as her stomach turned over and over. She struggled, but they were too strong, her hands deserted their cocks, arms grabbed hers before she could try to push Mathew out of her mouth. They kept her pinned as Mathew pumped his cock in and out of her throat. He couldn’t believe how tight her throat was, her muscles rippled up and down the head of his cock as he pumped it up and down. He pulled it from her throat, the loud popping noise filling the room as Emily struggled to breathe again. She was relived when he pulled his cock from her throat. She sucked in as much air as she could, difficult as she continued to cough, her throat rasped raw by his flesh. But Mathew didn’t pull his cock from her mouth completely, he kept it between her lips, over half of it still in her mouth. She felt his grip on her head tighten as Emily braced for his hips to drive his cock into her throat. It shot in with such force, Emily gagged, as her throat opened in response. It filled the smooth, round tunnel with his flesh. It throbbed and jerked in her throat as he pumped it up and down, her throat burning. He was raping her throat; the other men held her still while he had his way with her, taking his pleasure from the clenching muscles of her throat. “GGGGELLLUUGG,” she gurgled as Mathew shoved his cock in farther and Emily felt as if it were going to jam straight into her stomach unless he pulled it out. Mathew let his hand run on the outside of her neck, felt the bulge that he knew was his cock, her face turned red, her tears mixed with the cum drying on her face. He never felt such pleasure, her struggling only excited him to even greater perversion, as he pumped her head up and down on his cock. He pulled his cock out of her throat again. This time he pumped it in and out of her mouth four times before he would shove it ruthlessly into her throat on the fifth stroke. He kept her lips pinned to his abdomen as his cock throbbed in her throat and finally pulled out and Emily gasped, her face red, as she tried to fill her lungs. She hated it, Mathew almost took her mouth systematically. He would pump in and out of her mouth four times and she waited for the next stroke as his

hips drove it down her throat. He pulled her onto his cock again as her throat gripped his cock as if it were a tight glove. Her mouth pressed into his hairy pubes until he relented to let her breathe again. Then it would begin again, the four strokes and then the fifth one that buried it into her resisting throat. She fought the urge to vomit, she coughed and choked, the cock never left her mouth no matter what, as spit and cum dripped down her chin. He pushed one last time, driving half of his cock into her throat as he finally came, the cum raced up from his balls, his asshole tingling with spasms as he blasted his cum deep into her stomach. Three times he dumped his cum into her, Emily’s face turned blue before he finally finished cumming, as he pulled his softening cock from her throat. It felt as if it were in her stomach, over half of his cock in her throat. She felt it grow bigger, his grunts signaled that he was cumming, relieved that at least she wouldn’t have to taste his cum as it went directly into her stomach. It jerked and shuddered in her throat as she grew dizzy, not able to get any air through her nose. Her face pressed hard into his abdomen, his pubic hairs tickled her nose. She could feel the hot cum sitting heavy in her stomach, relieved when he pulled his softening cock from her throat but disgusted with the taste of cum that filled her mouth as his limp cock slipped from her lips. Her throat burned, rubbed raw by his cock. She sucked in air, choking and coughing from the brutal mouth rape and almost forgot the other men that waited their turn. Her head was pulled to the side and found two cocks thrust in front of her face. “Stick your tongue out,” one of the men yelled. He was eager to get this lovely girl to service his cock, even if it meant sharing with another. Emily pushed her tongue out, two hot cocks thrust onto it as they rubbed back and forth over it. Their bodies were pressed against her and the two thick cocks both fought to get into her mouth. One of them was uncircumcised, the other fat, but at least shorter. Both men fought for her attention as they thrust their hard cocks onto her tongue and she lapped at them. She was afraid of what they would do if she didn’t obey. She could feel the cum drying on her cheek as the men leaked cum onto her tongue. A hand held her head as both of them tried pushing into her mouth. Emily moaned, her lips felt like they were tearing by the thick heads of their cocks as they further stretched her lips. A hand tilted her head back further and they continued to feed her mouth with their cocks. “MMMGGG,” the tears ran down her cheeks from the pain of her lips stretched too far. “What a hot little mouth Emily. You like sucking cock?” The man taunted her. They pulled their cocks from her mouth; the General Store owner, Joshua, quickly shoved his uncircumcised cock in her available mouth. Joshua’s hands gripped her head tightly as he began to pump his hips, and drive his cock in and out of her lips. “Keep your lips nice and tight for me Emily,” his hand pulled on

her head, and forced her obedience. “OOOOH, YYYEEEAAHHH,” Joshua moaned in pleasure as her lips tightened on the shaft of his cock. “What a good girl,” he groaned as he shoved his cock deep until it banged against her throat. The other man grabbed her empty hand, and filled it with his cock. Emily was barely able to encircle the thick, short cock. He made her pump it but she had a hard time trying to pleasure both of the men at the same time. Each man wanted her undivided attention. She kept her lips tight around the cock in her mouth and gripped it to prevent the man from tearing at her hair again. She was so ashamed of herself, as she knelt on the floor with five naked men surrounding her, all wanting her mouth to service their cocks. The only sound was of her sucking, sucking the cock that split her lips. Two had already used her mouth, filling it with cum, three others all wanting their turn before they would release her from the perverse task. He slapped her cheek and her eyes opened wide in terror. “Pay attention bitch! Don’t go to sleep on me. Suck my cock.” The haze she was under didn’t register until the slap. It seemed like she was daydreaming. It was another girl forced to suck their cocks, she was just watching the scene unfold before her. “My turn,” George said as Emily was pulled off of the cock, her cheek stung from the blow that shocked her back to reality. Her head was yanked back, the thick cock pressed between her lips. “AAGGGG,” she complained as the thick head of his cock pressed between her lips, stretched them wide as she was fed the thick cock. Her tongue raced over the head, the desperate want to please him, anything to end this brutal oral rape. “She’s lapping at my cock like a real whore.” George shoved his cock deeper into her mouth and ran the thick head around the inside of her mouth. “MMMMM,” he moaned in pleasure, it was a long time since a young girl had sucked his cock like this. George began to pump his cock into her face and speared her lips as he held her head tight. It must have been at least twenty minutes as each man took turn in her mouth before they were ready to cum. At least they didn’t try to breach her throat and she would do anything to prevent it. She licked at the cocks in her mouth until her tongue ached, in spite of the pain, anything to make them cum. Joshua Owner was the first to cum, his frenzied pumping of his cock into her mouth and his hands tight grip on her head prepared her for the final cum to arrive. It filled her mouth, her cheeks bulged out, his hand pumped his shaft as he emptied the thick, salty crème into her unwilling mouth. She swallowed again and again, each time her cheeks stuffed as he dumped an excessive amount of cum. He finally pulled his cock out and Emily’s head hung down, cum and spit fell from her lips, the thick crème choked her as it permeated every facet of her mouth.

“You ain’t finished yet,” George yanked up her head. He shoved his hips forward and drove his cock deep into her slippery mouth. “I got some cum for you too! Suck it you little whore!” George was more brutal and wanted the same satisfaction as the last man. His thick cock pushed and pulled back and forth between her split lips. He yanked her hair adding more pain to her scalp. “Suck bitch,” not caring how tired she was, he wanted his own pleasure satisfied. His cock filled her mouth as it plunged in and out, his abdomen slapped painfully against her lips. Geroge wanted to force his cock through her mouth. Her tongue could barely move, his cock pressed it down on the bottom of her mouth while her mouth served and fueled his lust as he kept his frantic pumping of his hips. It came without warning as his head was thrown back and he screamed in pleasure. The pleasure rushed through him as his balls emptied into her waiting mouth. George enjoyed the way Emily choked and gagged as it bathed the inside of her mouth with the hot crème. It felt like he dumped a gallon of cum in the bitch’s mouth, his hands held her head tightly, and he didn’t allow her to pull back from his cock. He left it inside her mouth as it overfilled with abundant crème and she continued to gag and cough. When he was finished, he pushed her away from him, no longer wanting any part of her. Emily was thrown to the floor, cum leaked from her mouth as she curled into a ball. She couldn’t believe this happened and hoped it was all over. “Not yet bitch, you still got me to take care of.” He was on her before she could react, as he flipped her onto her back. He straddled her body as he moved up until his knees were along the side of his head, her hands pinned to her sides. She was staring up at the last man, his cock bobbed in front of her face as he kneeled over her. His hands reached down and touched her almost tenderly while he rubbed around her lips. He put his hands behind her head, pulling her up. “Open wide honey,” he coaxed her as he saw her mouth open in a big “O”. He pressed his cock forward until it sat on her lower lip. “You know how to do it now baby, suck it real good.” Emily found her mouth impaled again only this time she was pinned. Her head was between his hands and his abdomen. His hips began to pump into her ready mouth. The light of the room became blocked as the man laid his body over her head. He trapped her head between the floor and his hips. He began to fuck her like the Deputy did to Heather, but this time it was Emily’s mouth that was being fucked. His abdomen slammed into her nose each time he thrust forward with his hips.

“AAAH, AAWWW,” he screamed out as he enjoyed the way her lips engulfed his cock. He fucked her with great enthusiasm as he pinned her to the floor. Turning his head, he watched as her legs kicked behind him all the while he drove his cock in and out of her mouth. He jammed into her throat when he shoved hard, excited by the noises as she gurgled and gagged around his cock. She couldn’t do anything as he used her mouth like it was her sex. He drove in and out in harried thrusts. He pushed his cock into her throat with abandonment. She could barely breathe, his balls slapped against her chin as he pumped her mouth. With her head pushed back he had a clear shot into her throat, the man took advantage of it to drive the head of his cock into her clenching throat. This forced Emily to swallow the thick meat. She thought she would die, as she was barely able to breathe while her legs flailed widely. His perverse pleasure was the last and her torment finally ended. She received the last load when her mouth was filled with his hot crème, the final man of the group. His cock shoved it down her throat while he pumped his hips forward. Emily choked as the salty cum was forced deep inside her gullet. They left her on the floor in a puddle of cum, her face glistened with their seed. The Sheriff helped her up and carried her back to her cell. Throwing her unceremoniously down on the bed, he laughed loudly. “Such a good little cock sucker,” and the cell door clanged as it shut, Emily finally alone again.

Chapter 4 Heather and the Judge “EEEEGGGHH,” the pain ripped through Heather’s leg like a lightning bolt. The Deputy had finally released Heather from the bed and she looked around for a way to escape. She didn’t even see it until it was too late, the cattle prod jammed harshly against her leg, the blue spark that arched from the tip and then the painful jolt as 9,000 volts tore into her flesh. She fell to the floor and clutched her leg. “NNNNOOOO, NO MORE!” The deputy stood over her and provoked more fear as he showed the cattle prods strength by shooting out an arc of blue electricity between the twin tips. “You’re lucky I ain’t using the stun gun. Seventy thousand volts that will render you paralyzed. This thing only has 9,000 volts. I just want your cooperation. Now get up.” The Deputy grinned. She got up, anything was better than the prod, her leg still burned from where the electricity tore through her flesh. “What do you want?” She was afraid of being raped again. “You need to take a shower and clean up. The Judge is coming later to visit with you. Now move,” he ushered her from the jail cell down to the corridor to the shower room. She hoped she could find a way out once the Deputy left her alone, her eyes scanned the closed windows in the large shower room. “Strip!” She turned towards him, shocked as the disbelief entered her ears. “I said strip,” he taunted her as the prod shot out the blue jolts from the tips. “Not in front of you,” she answered adamantly but kept her eyes on the cattle prod. “Just leave me alone and I’ll take a shower.” There was hope with the Judge coming and Heather was sure she could sweet talk him into to free her. When she told the Judge everything, he would naturally want to let her go, especially when he found out what the Deputy did to her. With lightening speed the cattle prod brushed her arm, singing her skin as the 9,000 volts shook her body again. “NNNOO!” She could barely breathe and clutched her arm as the Deputy smiled sadistically at her.

“Ain’t going to tell you again. You want me to tie you down and shove this up that tight cunt?” She had no choice and temporarily surrendered to the power the Deputy had over her. She turned her back to him as she slowly stripped off her clothes and folded them neatly as she put them on the wooden bench beside her. Her back naked, her breasts hidden, she slipped out of the skirt, clad only in her panties. “Real nice ass,” the Deputy commented salaciously, as he stared at the panties pulled tightly across her firm ass. The Judge would get her ass first tonight when he paid Heather a visit. “Let me see those naked cheeks,” he taunted again as he made the cattle prod spit out its flame. She stepped out of them, her ass cheeks clenched tight as she tried to hide her humiliation. Even though the Deputy had already raped her, it was humiliating to strip naked for him. She waited. “Into the shower and soap up real good. And turn this way, I want to see that lovely body as you do.” His hand reached down, stroking his hard cock that strained his pants, as he remembered how tight Heather’s pussy was. She didn’t have any choice, at least the hot water felt good on her skin. She was finally able to wash away the scum of the Deputy’s seed that dried on her thighs. She tried to disregard the Deputy as she washed, but she got the feeling his eyes burned a hole through her flesh as she washed her naked body in front of him. Though the water was hot, it wasn’t enough to rid the pain she endured and the hours of hell her body had inflicted. Finally she was clean as she turned off the water and waited for the Deputy. “Over here, pick up a towel and there’s a new set of clothes.” She walked self-consciously towards him, her breasts bouncing almost brazenly as she picked up the towel and wrapped it around herself even before she dried her body. She looked at the clothes, a plaid schoolgirl skirt, white pullover sweater, white panties and nothing else, not even a bra. She didn’t ask any questions, she was just grateful to be able to cover herself with anything. “Real nice,” his cock throbbed as he saw her. Her breasts stood up by themselves, no need for a bra. The skirt was short, but it wouldn’t matter much, it would soon be hiked up high over her ass by the Judge. “Back to the cell,” Heather walked in front of him, her ass swayed so sexily. If she only knew that it would be her ass that would be fucked next. He was sure that she never even considered being ass fucked. It wasn’t that she would have a choice but the Deputy would make sure she would be bound in an inviting position. She would

be ready for the Judge, positioned perfectly for the unnatural sodomy that the Judge would inflict on her. “On the bed,” the Deputy gave her a shock with the cattle prod, not wanting any fuss when he bound her. The electricity tore through her ass cheek, her body jerked forward and she bit her tongue at the unexpected jolt. She stumbled onto the bed, afraid the Deputy would jolt her again. “On your belly, hands at the top of the bed.” He loved the way her ass rose up as she crawled forward on the bed. The short skirt gave him a view between her legs, the white cotton panties pulled tight over her slit. She had no choice as she laid down on the bed on her stomach, her hands on the metal headboard as the Deputy moved towards her with two shackles in his hands. She didn’t even fight when he tightened the first one on her wrist and attached the other to the end of the headboard. Her other wrist was quickly shackled to the end of the headboard. She had a couple of inches of play in them, but that was all. Every time she moved, the shackles banged noisily and reminded her of her situation. She looked behind her as the Deputy applied the larger shackles on her ankles, the terror of her previous rape came back to her. He wouldn’t rape her now, not with the Judge coming. He didn’t want the Judge to see the Deputy’s cum in her. The shackles were tight, but she was surprised when she tugged one ankle, able to move her leg quite a bit, not like her arms. She looked real nice on her belly, but now to get her positioned. He got the two large pillows and stuffed them beneath her. One pillow was under her belly and the other was a bit lower as it forced her ass to rise up. “Yeah, there you go Heather.” He got one more pillow and placed it under her as her ass was raised obscenely now. She couldn’t do anything as the Deputy stuffed the pillows under her, her ass forced high up into the air. She felt the cool air on her legs as the short skirt slid high up her thighs. The shackles tightened until Heather could no longer move her legs. She felt the Deputy click a small chain to the shackles, the other end snapped to the side of the bed. Now she wouldn’t be able to move more than an inch. It was the position that she was in that scared her. Her legs were spread and her she was put into the classic “doggy” position, a humiliating position for her. She was at least grateful that he left, but not before he slapped her ass hard. Her cheek stung as the door clanged noisily behind him. The tension of the unexpected worked on her system as she finally fell asleep. The darkness through the small window signaled nighttime and the other

two girls were taken from their cell. The one girl, Emily, cried as they led her off, the other girl going along willingly. The Judge was in his late forties and in fairly good shape. He liked the small town, it was the only place that it would be possible for him to still enjoy the hot, tight virgin flesh of a young girl. His erect cock pushed out the front of his pants as he opened the door to the cell and enjoyed the sight of the girl asleep on the bed. Her body was tied just like he liked it, her ass thrust up high, all ready for an enjoyable ass rape. She was almost posed as if she was offered up her ass for his cock. She was as good looking as the Sheriff promised, especially her ass. He loved the way the firm, tight cheeks perched up so nicely. The short skirt had already ridden up high and revealed a wide expanse of milky white thighs. The shackles kept her legs spread wide and her arms tied tightly to the top headboard, gave her enough room to clutch the headboard. And she would clutch it tightly in pain when he took her in the ass. He sat down on the bed, trying not to disturb her yet, he wanted to see the surprised look on her face when she woke with his hands between her legs, caressing her sex. She felt like she was dreaming, the strong hands on her ass cheeks caressed her and reminded Heather of the way her old boyfriend back in high school would try to do to relax her until she had to finally stopped him. Her ass moved almost as if she enjoyed his touch. His hands pushed up her skirt as the tight, white panties pulled tight over her taut cheeks and he was able to discern the crack of her ass. He touched her cheeks for the first time and his cock jerked to attention. He was hard and long at the thought of snuggling into her hot, tight asshole. He saw between her legs, noticed the way the panties clung to her sex. Her puffy labia was partly visible from behind, he loved it. The sharp gash of her sex revealed the panties that had pushed between her lips. She jerked, her ass rose up higher as if she was giving him more room to touch her when his hand slid between her thighs, touching her hot sex from behind. The Judge felt the dampness between her thighs as his fingers brushed up and down her slit. That woke her and the dream turned into reality. Her eyes opened suddenly to the shadowy figure behind her. He was older, as old as her father, dressed in all black. He sat behind her, his hand thrust obscenely between her thighs, his fingers rocked back and forth on her sex. It had felt good, at least when she thought she was dreaming. The reality that she was bound and being felt up by an old man shocked her senses. “Take your hands off of me you dirty bastard,” she cried out in disgust as she bounced on the bed and her shackles rang out in protest. The Judge didn’t stop his touches as he spoke. “Be still child,” he cautioned her. “I’m the Judge in this town. If you behave and cooperate, I can make sure you get out of here. If you don’t, I can make your visit seem like Hell.”

She turned towards him, her eyes shot signs of defiance. “Leave me alone. “She pleaded with him but his hand never stopped as it slid up and down her slit. His other hand moved to her ass cheeks and his large palm encircled one of her cheeks and clenched it tightly. His finger pushed her panties into her slit and Heather could almost feel the blood as it pounded in his fingertip. The Judge ran his hands intimately over her sex as if he owned her. This was the second time she was sexually attacked. “You want to get out of jail?” His hand found her slit and pushed the panties between her lips. Her fat labia curled around his finger as he brushed up and down the silky panty material. He felt her jump from the intimate touch as the bed rustled and her knees shifted back and forth on the mattress. The shackles clanged as they kept her subdued. “Yes,” she spat out in contempt. His hand slapped her ass hard, her cheek stung from the unexpected blow. She tried to close her legs, but the pillows were bunched up under her stomach and between her thighs. They prevented her from escaping his lewd touch. She tightened her cheeks when his fingers slid up her crack so obscenely. The Judge was enjoying her quivering body, her hips moved sensuously as if she were trying to tease him instead of escape his lustful touch. His eyes watched her half naked ass as it swung from side to side, her knees shuffling on the bed. Her panties clung to her tight cheeks like a second skin and showed her slit and crack clearly. He touched her cheeks, felt her muscles vibrate as she kept her cheeks clenched tight. The Judge ran his hand over her up thrust ass and enjoyed her gasps each time he slid his fingers between her legs to cup her pussy from behind. She groaned in revulsion as the Judge continued to molest her bound flesh as he humiliated and touched her so intimately. “NNNNOOO! Don’t take them off!” She felt the Judge’s dry, clammy hands slip into the waistband of her panties, as he slid them down. She was embarrassed as her naked ass was revealed to his eyes. She turned back at him, stared at him in hatred, as she spitted out obscenities. “Such foul language from a young girl. Maybe you should be punished. Have you ever had a cane slashed across your naked ass? I hear the pain is unbelievable, the welts staying for weeks before you would be able to sit down again. I’m sure the Deputy would love to stripe your lovely white ass cheeks.” “NNNNOO! Don’t let the Deputy touch me again. He’s already raped me!” The Deputy scared her to death. He seemed to enjoy her pain as he inflicted it on her. She was sure that he would delight in caning her. The slap by

the Judge still stung her ass cheeks she could imagine a hard, wooden cane would be too painful to imagine. He yanked hard on the panties and the material ripped sound filled the room. He yanked them harshly from her body as he used his powerful hands. She was naked from the waist down, her cheeks clenched tight as she tried to stop him from his perverted task. She watched as her ragged, torn panties were tossed on the floor beside the bed. She felt the cool night air on her naked sex. She buried her head in the mattress in shame and tightened her cheeks as she sought to hide her intimate charms from the evil Judge. She gasped in shame when his hands returned and touched her naked flesh. She felt his finger return to her sex as it slipped between her naked lips, touched her soft, sensitive inner lips. She felt his finger moving around her pussy like a hungry, tiny animal that nibbled at her insides. Her naked ass cheeks swayed back and forth in obscene rhythm. His frigging of her pussy had made her relax her cheeks, the dark depths between her cheeks exposed to his stare. “That’s much better, relax those cheeks. It will go easier on you if you cooperate.” He could feel her wetness as it began to flow in spite of her revulsion. He knew it was her body’s natural reaction to the masturbation of her pussy. “Yes, good girl,” he cooed into her ear as his wet finger slid up her crack, pressed hard between her cheeks and searched out her asshole. She tried to press her body deeper into the mattress as his finger prodded her backside and try to escape the rude touch. “Not there!” She cried out in revulsion as his finger pressed against her anus. “Lay still Heather, it is your asshole that interests me.” He could feel the muscles of her anus throb as his finger touched her tiny hole. He was sure it was the first time anyone had ever probed her asshole before. He enjoyed her futile struggle to stop him as his fingers pulled her cheeks harshly apart. Her muscles didn’t stop him as he spread her cheeks open. Her asshole was so tiny, just a speck between her cheeks. It would have to be stretched wide to take his cock but he would enjoy her gasps of pain as he impaled her on his cock. He wasn’t heartless though and would lubricate her thoroughly, and was sure that she wouldn’t like it. His head moved close to her spread cheeks and inhaled the fragrance of her asshole. His tongue was already out of his month when he touched her cheek, so close to her asshole, her body jerked in unexpected shock that he would do such a thing to her. She looked back at him, unable to believe that someone would do such a thing. His head was blocked from her view, but she felt the cold, wet touch on her naked ass cheek. It could only be a tongue that she felt slide up and down. He left a wet trail of spit as it moved closer and closer to her anus. The shackles

banged loudly as she thrashed on the bed and tried to escape the tongue. It moved to touch her backside, the metal cuffs unyielding as she groaned from the touch of his wet tongue on her anus. Her anus went into a series of spasms from the unnatural probing, Heather was unable to control her own muscles. He loved the tart taste of her asshole, felt the tiny hole quiver beneath his probe. He pushed hard with the tip of his tongue, forced her muscles aside as he fought to gain entrance to her virgin asshole. His other hand slid between her legs to grip her pussy like a bowling bowl, drawing her body up higher, as he hoped to take her attention away from her asshole. He pushed deeper with his tongue when she relaxed her asshole, and slid into her clenching rectum. “Bastard,” she spat out between clenched lips as she felt the unnatural stretch in her backside. The wet tongue sought entrance to her most intimate hole. How could any man want to put his tongue in such a filthy place? His other hand had gripped her sex, one finger slid into her raped pussy and reignited the pain the Deputy had inflicted with the powerful thrusts of his cock. His cock throbbed for release, as her clenched rectum ignited a perverted lust in his loins and need to satisfy his urges. He pulled his tongue out of her asshole, looked at the small glistening hole as his fingers pulled her cheeks wider apart until it looked like he would tear her asshole. He picked up the bottle of KY warming oil that he brought in, opened it and poured some into the palm of his hand. He slid his finger in the small puddle of slick oil. She felt relief when his tongue pulled from her backside, her muscles clenched on the vacant passage, her anal ring stayed open for a second before it closed, pinched tight. She groaned as his fingers pulled her cheeks wide apart, her anal ring opened as she fought the stretching. Her head slumped down when his hands left her body, Heather waited and wondered what he would do to her next. The Judge took his slick finger ran it around her tiny hole and felt her asshole fight the strange touch. “Lie still and keep your cheeks open for me,” he urged her, his finger pressed hard against her asshole. “Or I’ll call the Deputy with the cane. And than I’ll have my way with your whipped ass.” Heather shifted her hips side to side, trying to escape the finger that was poised on her backside. She was unable to control the muscles in her backside as his fingertip touched her. She was afraid that he would slip it inside her. “EEEEWWW,” Heather gasped, her hips tried to sink into the mattress but the pillows kept her ass raised. Her anal ring stretched and gave beneath the pressure of his fingertip, Heather feeling her backside open and accept the thick finger.

It was so hot and tight in her asshole, his fingertip moved around, massaging her rectal muscles as Heather looked back at him in contempt; her mouth tightened in a scowl, gasped as he fingered her asshole for the first time. “You’re tight back there. I bet you never let the boys do this to you.” He gave his finger a vicious jab, and shoved up to the knuckle, twisted and turned it as he let her feel the power he had over her. Heather breathing was uneven and ragged as she huffed and puffed as she suffered the rude fingering of her backside. The finger never stopped moving, pressed hard against her round passage until she groaned in pain from the unnatural probing. He pushed in deeper as she withered uselessly on the bed. She tugged on the shackles, fought with all her might to escape the perverted Judge that was probing her so intimately. She was humiliated at being subject to such perverted acts. “NNNNOOO!” She cried out in pain as her anal ring clung to a second finger that was shoved unceremoniously up her backside to join the first. Her anal ring burned while clinging to the thick fingers that speared her backside. She had to release the tension in her cheeks, her tight muscles were making the pain more intense. He felt her surrender and her cheeks relax, as her asshole felt as if it was going to swallow his fingers. “Yes, like that Heather. Suck my fingers into your asshole.” He pushed harder, Heather’s knees slid up on the bed until the shackles pulled tight. Her ass pulled back onto the fingers that ravaged her asshole and sunk into the hot, tight depths of her virgin asshole. He gave her one last vicious twist of his fingers, his knuckles rubbing hard against her insides before pulling his fingers out of her asshole. He paused when only the tips of his fingers kept her anal ring open. He enjoyed the sight of her tight hole stretched over his fingers, the tiny hole slick with oil, red from the constant fingering of her asshole. Her asshole snapped shut when his fingers left. She went from full to empty in seconds, relieved when fingers left her backside, but her anal ring still burned. Heather was unable to control the spasms in her backside. She saw the Judge stand up and take off his clothes. “Don’t rape me again,” she begged with a defiant look on her face. She turned away when he took his pants but a hand on her face turned her towards him, Heather found her face only inches from a hard, throbbing cock. The Judge’s hand ran up and down the shaft. She couldn’t believe that it could grow any longer, but it did as she watched it, the head of his cock almost purple, like a thick plum, the shaft over nine inches in length. The Judge shuffled behind her, his cock bobbed up and down. The sight of her naked ass ignited a lust that only her tight asshole could quench. He kneeled behind her, between her bound, spread legs and fisted his cock as he rubbed some of the oil over the head. He wasn’t doing it for her, it was for him, her asshole would skin his cock if he didn’t make it slick enough. He moved forward, his hands on her hips as he held her still for the impalement. He slid his

hips forward until the thick head of his cock pressed between her cheeks. He pressed harder, felt as her cheeks clenched on his cock as if they were pillows, the head of his cock rubbing over her pulsating asshole. She tried to move away from him when she felt the weight down between her legs. She knew that it was only minutes before his cock raped her pussy again. The bed banged, the shackles clanged as she felt the unmistakable touch of his hot cock on her asshole. She yelled in pain as the Judge slapped her ass. “Hold still,” he couldn’t wait any longer, his cock needed relief. He felt the cool skin of her ass, as he slid his cock up and down her sweat drenched crack before resting his stiff cock on her asshole again. He sought out the hot, humid depths of her asshole, pushed harder and felt her anal ring strain to keep him out. She screamed loudly as his intentions became clear. It wasn’t her pussy that he was going to rape, but her backside. Even with the probing, it had never dawned on Heather that anyone would want to put his cock in such a dirty place. But his touch was unmistakable, the head of his cock poised on her anus, his hips pushing hard, Heather groaning as his cock entered her asshole, her anal ring forced to stretch over the plum like head of his cock. He didn’t rush it and the Judge let her asshole stretch until she shrieked deeply. She finally realized what he was doing to her. He could feel the tight ring of her asshole spread wide until the thick rim of his cock slipped into her asshole, her anal ring slipped to grip it just below the head in a death grip. “NNNOOO…not there… NNNNOOO!” She couldn’t believe that she was being raped again, the second time in one day. This time it was even worse, the Judge slipped his cock into her asshole with full intent to sodomize her. She had read about sodomy in the Bible, but never expected to feel such a thing in her lifetime. But here she was, bound to the bed, the old Judge behind her, his cock shoved into her burning backside, and it felt like a baseball bat that kept her open. She gasped, swallowed hard as the head of his cock sank into her rectum. Her muscles clenched to push it out and ignited a pain between her legs that was unbelievable. She was alarmed that he would ruin her, his cock too big for her tiny backside. Her body trembled, held still. She was afraid that if she struggled too much she would cause too much damage to her tender insides. “Take it out you fucker! It’s too bigggg!” He pushed harder. It felt like a snake slipped inside her. She stopped fighting and the Judge found that happened often with the young girls the first time they were fucked up the ass. Having such a thick cock in their asshole tamed them. They were afraid of the damage it could cause if they fought the unnatural act. Instead they took the furious rutting of the Judge until he emptied his cum deep in her guts. The Judge looked down and enjoyed the way her asshole clung to the head of his cock. It wrapped tightly around the

shaft, over eight inches of cock still needing to be buried in the hot depths of her bowels. He moved over her back until he could whisper into her ear. “Are you ready to be fucked in the ass Heather? My cock is nice and hard.” She could only gasp and groan as the Judge’s fingers dug into her hips. The pain of his fingers made her move and dance on the thick cock that speared her asshole. He pushed with his hips, the thick head of his cock felt like a pile driver as it drove into her bowels. “Don’t move!” The pain was terrible, her anal ringing burned as it slipped over the thick shaft. The thick head pushed deeper pushed aside all her resistance as it sought the depths of her guts. Her muscles clenched on and off but Heather was unable to stop her own reaction to the pulsating weapon that speared her bowels. His tongue was bad enough up her backside, his cock was worse, as it filled her virgin hole with his hard flesh. The Judge struggled. He wanted to drive his cock deep into her bowels with a powerful thrust, but fought the urge. He opted instead to make her take the slow, painful intrusion of his cock into her asshole. “Yes, tighten up on my cock,” the delight from the uncontrollable tightening of her muscles felt wonderful as his cock bore into new territory. Inch by slow inch he shoved his cock into her as he felt the skin on her tight hole pull back. He heard her swearing at him as he slowly fed his cock into her round asshole, and enjoyed the way her muscles rippled up and down the shaft. Over half of it was inside her and the Judge made it jerk inside her as a gasp of pain came from Heather. “It’s too deep,” she cried out. “Take it out you bastard,” the indignity of being bound and ass raped too much for Heather to comprehend. It felt like a baseball bat up her backside as it stretched and tore inside her. He continued to bore deep into her guts as sharp pains raced through her stomach when he hit something inside. It did no good, his cock jerked and throbbed inside her. The Judge grunted with each push of his cock and Heather felt the thick head push aside all resistance. The Judge thought her asshole would rip the skin from his cock, her tight hole gripped his shaft like a tight rubber band in spite of the lubrication. He had to stop, afraid of cumming too soon. He took a deep breath, shoved with his hips again, and felt the wonderful sensation of cock breaching deeper into the resisting hole. Over half of his cock was swallowed up by her hot, tight hole. He looked down, her anal ring stretched so tight over his shaft. “The boys must have loved imaging taking you up the ass. Love imagining fucking you hard and to be able to dump their hot cum into your bowels.” He shoved harder, his hand pulled back on her hair as she arched her head back. Her hands clenched tightly on the bed rail. “You can take it Heather,” another grunt, another inch into her virgin asshole. She couldn’t believe how long it was, his cock going on endlessly as it burrowed deep into her stomach. Would it never end? Her stomach cramped

as he continued to push his cock into her. The pain from the thick cock as it stretched her insides sent tremors through her body and brain. “Hurry and get it over with!” Heather finally begged for relief, any relief. She hated the thought of him cumming in her. The thought as he filled her bowels with his hot seed, but anything was better than what he was doing to her now. It seemed like hours since he started putting his cock into her asshole, slow painful hours as it slowly filled her backside with his thick flesh. “Soon Heather, soon you’ll have all of my cock. Then it will be time to fuck you with my cock. Nice, deep, long, full strokes in your virgin asshole. You’ll pleasure me much before I dump my cum in your asshole.” His hands reached around to slip between her legs and find her bush, his hand slid down her slit. She pushed back to escape his hands on her pussy, but all it accomplished was to further drive more of his cock into her asshole. His fingers hurt when they touched her sex, the Deputy’s rape made her sensitive to the touch and the powerful rutting took its toll on her virgin body. “MMMGGG,” she whimpered as she tried to escape his touch. She pushed back, only to find her backside thrust onto his cock and sent more of the thick weapon into her backside. He began to rub her pussy, Heather was unable to escape the finger as it slid up and down her slit, doing little to offset the pain. She gave a sigh of relief and felt the tickling of his pubic hairs on her backside. She was partially relieved and completely sure that he had most of his cock inside her. She pushed back, anything to stop the painful fucking as her backside filled with his throbbing weapon. “Yes, you got it all,” the Judge rested, his cock inside her asshole. He felt her smooth tube wrapped around his shaft like a warm, tight blanket. He let her grow accustom to it, made it jerk and shudder inside her as a gasp escaped from her lips each time it moved inside her. “Ready to be fucked?" He taunted as he slowly pulled his cock from her asshole. He was enthralled as he watched her anal ring. It clung to his shaft as he pulled it from her asshole with slow, deliberate speed. “GGGGGODDD,” she moaned in pain. It felt like her insides were being dragged out by the thick cock. She couldn’t control her muscles as they clenched on the invading weapon. Heather trembled, afraid she would have an accident and tightened her muscles as the hot flesh pulled from her clenching hole. It hurt as much going out as in, her hands gripped the headboard tightly, the Judge’s fingers dug into her naked hips and guided her hips in circles as it massaged his cock with her movements. She grew dizzy as it pulled out and finally felt the thick head bang at her anal ring but it was short-lived as the sharp pain of having something that big pushed out returned to enter her again. Her asshole clung to his cock, almost all of it outside, only the crown snuggled in her rectum. “I’m going to fuck your asshole hard Heather,” he

taunted her. He shoved with his hips and drove his shaft back into her unwilling hole. He pushed aside all resistance as it bore to the depths of her hot, sucking hole. “NNNNOOO! TTTTAKKKE IT OUTTT!” The pain was intense as her asshole went from empty to full in seconds. Her insides were pushed brutally aside by the thick helmet of the Judge’s cock buried deep inside her. She couldn’t even breathe as it pulled back out, and then shoved back out with another powerful stroke. She didn’t know how much more of this she could stand, her insides churned by his strokes. The Judge was breathing heavy, his nuts tied up into knots and ached from the need to cum. It only took three strokes, her insides clung to his cock, her muscles rippled up and down the shaft with each stroke. “AAHHA, AAAHHA,” the tingling that started in his asshole raced to his balls as he began to cum. He pushed hard with his cock and was rewarded with a scream from Heather when he dug his cock deep into her guts. He was going places that were never meant to be touched from the outside. His cock quivered in her clenching hole, the cum raced up from his balls and shot out the head of his cock like a fire hose, blasting her insides with his hot crème. “EEEEEYY” he screamed out in pleasure as his balls exploded in pleasure. He pulled out, and then shoved back in again. He slid deep and hard along her slick passage as he continued fucking her ass greased with his abundant cum. He came again deep inside her, Heather shivered in revulsion as he soiled her insides with his cum. “Take it bitch, take my cum in your asshole,” he bellowed proudly and dumped a third powerful blast of cum in her guts. Her stomach gurgled as he filled her bowels with his foul seed. The hot cum made her belly bulge as he continued to cum endlessly. Heather was not able to understand how much of the foul crème filled her backside. At least it was less painful when he pulled out and back in, guided by the abundant crème. The burning of his fucking was replaced by the shame of having his cum filling her stomach. She felt the Judge slump down on top of her and made no attempt to take his weapon from her backside. Her muscles fought the shrinking cock and tried to push it out like a bowel movement. The burning increasing as her body instinctively tried to force the intruder out. “Please.” She begged. “Take it out.” It was still hard. Not as hard as before, but still hard and Heather unable to fathom it. His balls felt better, emptied of his cum. At least temporarily he had sated his lust in her asshole, but he had no intention of taking his cock out of her asshole. Her insides were so tight as they tried to force his cock from her hot, tight hole. But they also brought pleasure to him, he felt his cock stir again. No, he would fuck her again, this time a nice leisurely fuck in her asshole. Not hurried, not rushed but enjoy the full measure of a hot, tight ass as it continually clenched him right up to orgasm. He wanted to hear her dragged out moans and

screams of pain as it made him harder. He would make sure she took the full measure of his cock with each full, long stroke. “Your asshole is too sweet Heather. This time I can fuck you long and hard. A very long time. You’re going to think your asshole is burning up from the friction. The only way to end it is to grip my cock with your asshole. Grip it until you drag the cum from my balls again.” His cock stirred as he pulled back with his hips and her asshole gripped the head. “YEEEAAAHH!” He shafted her hard and buried his cock deep into her hot, wet asshole. Her body jerked in pain as he buried his thick weapon in her clenching hole. She began to sob as the Judge fucked her asshole and tore into the soft tissue with each powerful thrust as he tried to drive the scream from her lips. She cursed and sobbed, the Judge held her hips and made her asshole dance on his cock as he sodomized her again. The deep, hard thrusts into her asshole made it only better as her bound body shook in pain. For the next twenty minutes she suffered under the frenzied pumping of his hips. He fucked her ruthlessly as he drove his cock into her like a spear, each stroke more painful than the last. The cum began to dry, making his cock feel as if it were covered in sandpaper, rasping excruciatingly along her guts. She finally couldn’t stand it any longer and aided him to cum; anything to end this terrible sodomy. She tightened her ass on his cock as it pulled out, the pain increased, but anything to end it. “Yes, YEEESSS, milk my cock with your tight asshole,” the Judge couldn’t believe how tight and hot her muscles felt on his cock. He shoved back in and slowly pulled out. Heather grunted in pain as she exerted such unbelievable pleasure on his cock. He felt so lucky, a beauty young girl, pleasuring his cock with her hot asshole. He guided her hips, enjoying the way her body brought such joy to him, ready to cum again. “Just a little harder,” he urged her, “squeeze a bit harder and I’ll cum inside you again.” She struggled as she fought to obey him, gritted her teeth as she clenched on the thick cock as it pulled from her ass. Her body was covered in sweat, growing dizzy as the Judge made her hips dance on the cock in her ass. It burned like sandpaper and stroked her insides raw until she felt him shove so hard that her stomach cramped in pain. The Judge howled into the air as he came inside her. The hot cum felt like gasoline as it bathed her abraded flesh with its salty crème. Heather shuddered as the Judge finally slumped down on her sweat drenched body. She pushed one last time, grunted as his cock popped out of her ass noisily, Heather clenched her anus shut but it felt like gallons of cum leaked from her asshole. Exhausted, ashamed and used, she could only slump down on the bed as the Judge dressed quickly. He left her sobbing herself to sleep, her thighs drenched from the cum from her ass.

Chapter 5 Jessica Submits The time had finally come, the Sheriff coming for Jessica, the door creaking open, the overweight Sheriff strolling in, a broad grin on his face. She knew she would have to do things that were disgusting to her, perverted acts, all with a smile on her face. She had soon found out what happened when the other girls protested; Heather was raped before her eyes by the Deputy, the Judge eliciting screams from her, and committing unspeakable acts on her body while bound. It was the only way Jessica hoped to survive. “Come with me.” Sheriff Cody watched her get up, admiring the pert body beneath the revealing clothes, his cock was already growing, his ardor not dampened by Emily’s blow job, in fact, only increasing his arousal, the thought of encasing his thick cock in a hot, young pussy excited him. He walked behind her, watching the gentle sway of her ass, imaging what she would look like once she stripped naked for him. Jessica was ushered into a room, where the Judge sat in a chair, his eyes shooting up to look at her. Two of them, her fear increased at having to satisfy two men. The Sheriff nudged her back, pushing her into the room, the door closing noisily making it so final. She stood, trembling as the Sheriff sat in the chair next to the Judge. “A lovely creature, don’t you think Judge?” The Sheriff reached down to his crotch, trying to straighten his cramped cock. “It’s hard to tell with so many clothes on. Why don’t you do a slow strip tease for us, Jessica? Tease us with that lovely, tight body. Then maybe we will give you a nice fuck. You’d like that wouldn’t you, Jessica? A nice hard cock in your tight pussy. Or maybe your mouth?” He could see the humiliation in her eyes as he read off the litany of tasks she would have to perform. “Or up your ass? Have you ever had a cock up your asshole?” The Judge’s cock quivered as he remembered sodomizing Heather. It was getting worse and worse, fucking, oral, even anal, the Judge was speaking of taking her in all of her orifices, her asshole still a virgin, never even fathoming such a despicable act. She could only smile bravely. “Yes Sir. Anything you want.” The Sheriff turned on the music and a slow, sultry song came out of the speakers. “Begin. And don’t forget, tease us with that body. You’ll soon have enough chance to brazenly let us examine you. First make our cocks hard at the thought of taking you.”

Jessica tried to let her mind go somewhere else, imaging it was a handsome boy that she was trying to seduce, not two filthy perverts. She wasn’t a virgin, but this was different. Old men were going to enjoy her body against her will and she would have to pretend to enjoy it. Enjoy it no matter what they required of her. Her hips began to sway gently back and forth as the music raced through her body, her body picking up the rhythm naturally. She put her hands in her hair, fanning it out, knowing that her breasts were thrust out by the stretch of her arms, her upper body joining it to move with the music. She spread her legs wider, her hips gyrating slowly to the music. The Sheriff remembered picking up Jessica a short while after arresting Emily, his cock stirring at the thought of taking two girls back to his jail to enjoy. She was speeding, and the Sheriff had gunned the engine, the lights were blaring, and he was almost able to see the scared look in her eyes as she saw him in the rear view mirror. She pulled over quickly, the Sheriff already recognizing how obliging she would be. She didn’t protest when told to step out of the car, Cody wanting to see what her body looked like. “Put your hands on the hood of the car,” Jessica did so without protest. He moved behind her, pushing his hard cock into her ass. “You going to be a good girl and do what I say?” He rubbed his cock on her ass, making sure she knew exactly what he meant. The Sheriff was behind her, his fat belly almost on her back, but what was unmistakable was the hard cock rubbing on her ass cheeks. He was not trying to hide his excitement, rubbing his thick weapon back and forth over her cheeks brazenly. This was not a normal police stop and Jessica knew immediately that he was dangerous if she didn’t submit. She felt his hands on her hips, large meaty hands that dug into her flesh, lifting her hips up to present her ass better for him to hump her like a dog. “Don’t hurt me,” she begged. “If you behave, I won’t have to hurt you. Now spread your legs for me.” She didn’t hesitate, spreading her legs, a gruff noise from his mouth all that was needed for her to spread wider until they were over shoulder distance wide. He looked down, the short skirt leaving a wide expanse of naked leg exposed, her pert little ass cheeks pushed out brazenly as if begging him to fuck her from behind. She felt his hips push back in again, this time his thick cock pushed between the cheeks of her ass, the wide expanse of her legs leaving her crack open and exposed, Jessica was glad that she at least was still clothed. She looked up and down the road, hoping for a car, disappointed that the road was so deserted. Large hands slid under her body, Jessica finding her hanging breasts engulfed in two large palms, the fingers clenching on her firm breasts, Jessica fighting to stay still as the Sheriff began to molest her body. His cock never

stopped moving, humping up and down like a dog in heat, his cock dragging up and down her crack, rubbing harshly over her anus, the material her only protection. His cock jerked in pleasure as he grabbed her tits, his fingers finding her nipples, squeezing them until she groaned in pain, pushing her ass up against him in protest, succeeding in exciting him more. “Nice tits. You like it when I squeeze your nipples hard.” He gave her nipples a twist, pinching them as her body jerked in pain. “Yes Sir, anything you like,” biting her lip in pain as it felt as if her nipples were in a vice, the blood pushed from the tips as his fingers crushed her hard buds. The Sheriff began to hump her harder, his hands sliding down over her stomach, pushing her skirt out of the way so he could cup her sex, drawing her ass up higher to meet the humping of his hips against her. His fingers slid between the puffy lips of her labia, the thin panties doing little to hide her considerable charms from his hands. He would goose her sex, making her hump back at him as if she were fucking him. His grubby fingers touched her intimately, squeezing her labia with two powerful fingers before slipping her panties between her lips, a fat finger sliding up and down her slit, a fingertip tapping at her clit, forcing her back and forth on the hard cock that rubbed against her butt. Suddenly he stopped, pulling away from her, leaving her still bent submissively over the car. She didn’t even turn to look, too afraid of what she might see. The Sheriff flipped her skirt up over her back, exposing her panty covered ass cheeks, the cute crack clearly visible through the taut material. His finger slid up and down the crease, pushing the panties deeper into the crack, the wide expanse of her legs leaving her no choice but to submit. He traced his finger from the top of her crack, paying special attention to her anus, feeling her shudder as he tapped at it from behind. He slid down lower, between her legs, pushing the panties into her pussy as she struggled to stay in position. It was bad enough when he flipped her skirt up, running his hands over her panties, intimately exploring her ass and sex with his hands. But it got worse, finding her panties pulled out in the top, a cold, clammy hand suddenly thrust into her panties, a calloused hand sliding along her sweat drenched crack, touching her anus as if she belonged to him. She could only spread her legs wider when the hand slid between her legs, Jessica finding herself impaled on one thick finger that entered her vagina, gasping at the rude intrusion. “A little too dry,” thrusting his finger inside her, Jessica standing on her toes as she tried to escape the cruel ravishment.

The finger moved around inside her, Jessica was so ashamed at getting wet, her body doing what was only natural. He fingered her pussy for long minutes, making Jessica gasp each time his finger would push in deeper, his thumb moving up to sit rudely on her anus, Jessica’s body frozen as she hoped he wouldn’t impale her there. He pulled his hand out of her panties, slapping her on the ass, turning her around. He put his finger in his mouth. “You’re pussy tastes good. Would you like me to eat your pussy later?” He laughed at the look on her face. He spun her around, putting the handcuffs on her, throwing her in the back seat of the car, Jessica accepting the inevitable without protest. The Sheriff returned to the present, the pretty girl with the blonde hair, shaking her breasts as she began to unbutton her blouse, revealing a generous bronzed cleavage as her hands slid down the front panel of the blouse, button by button opened, the white lace bra slowly revealed. She actually looked like she was trying, a fake smile on her face. The blouse slipped off her shoulders, Jessica arching her back to slip if off, her proud breasts pushed up high. She leaned over, shaking her breasts back and forth, the bra barely able to contain her breasts, Jessica looking at the men with a seductive look on her face. Jessica tried as hard as she could, the men openly stroking their cocks through their pants as they watched her pretend to seduce them. She was down to her bra, her hips still moving to the music, her breasts dancing faster as she shook them, making them jiggle in her bra. “What a delightful slut,” the Judge exclaimed, more willing than Heather, though he did enjoy raping a struggling young girl. He would see how far he could push this girl, driving her to the depths of hell to please them. Jessica tried to drive them from her mind as her hands reached back to unsnap the bra with a deft flick of her hand, her other hand pulling the dangling bra against her naked breasts, arching her back, pushing her breasts into their faces as she danced close to them. She threw back her arms, the bra falling to the floor, her upper body moving side to side, making her breasts dance on her chest. Her nipples instantly hardened to the cool air of the room. She had such lovely tits, dark brown areolas that surrounded dark pink nipples that were hard as pebbles, the firm flesh needing no support to stand up. The Sheriff licked his lips, eager to tickle her nipples with his tongue, even to bite on them, making her squirm beneath him. Jessica tried to hide her shame as she was naked to the waist, shaking her breasts in front of the men as if she wanted them to touch her, the thought of their clammy, wrinkled hands on her body making her cringe. Her hands slid

down over her hips, turning her back to them, shaking her ass before turning back towards them, her hands gripping the bottom of her short skirt. She slowly pulled it up her legs, seeing their eyes glued to between her legs, waiting for her to show them her most intimate sex. She had no choice, grinding her hips as her skirt rose to uncover the white panties that lay beneath the skirt, her spread legs leaving little to the imagination. She pulled it up higher, above her waist, her panties her only protection from their leering eyes. The Judge saw the outline of her slit through the tightly fitting panties, her puffy lips bulging out the sides. She shook her hips in his face, her bouncing tits exciting him. He pulled down his zipper, unbuckled his belt, yanking his pants to the side. He stroked his cock through his underwear and Jessica’s eyes tried to avoid his obscene masturbation. She turned her back to him, sure that she was trying to avoid his obvious excitement, but her pert ass cheeks made his hand move faster, the twin cheeks separate by a delightful crack that split her panties up the middle, the Judge imaging the tight little asshole that lay snuggled between her cheeks. She didn’t hesitate, bending over deeply, her legs spread wide, her panties pulled tightly over her ass and sex, leaving little to the imagination. If this girl was faking it, she was terribly good at it. She even peered back at them through her wide spread legs, flashing them one of her fake smiles. The Sheriff couldn’t believe how brazen she had become, bent over, her crack and slit outlined by her panties, her wide spread legs leaving little protection from their eyes. She turned around again, the Sheriff waiting for her panties to be stripped from her body, leaving her naked and vulnerable to the men. She looked at them, down to her panties, no more time before she would be naked in front of them, her body open and exposed to whatever perversions they would force her to engage in. She hated what they were forcing her to do, yet she couldn’t deny the strange tingling between her legs, sure that her pussy was getting wet, humiliated that the men were forcing this reaction from her. Would they force her to cum? She would be humiliated if this happened. She closed her eyes, slipping her hands into the waistband of her panties and slowly began to inch them down her hips, her lower body swaying back and forth, her breasts bouncing up and down as she moved with the music. The Sheriff undid his pants, slipping them down to sit in the chair in his shorts, his pants around his ankles, his hand jerking off his cock beneath his shorts. Once naked, he would put her mouth to good use, bringing him off with her tongue and lips, sure that he would get hard again quickly, her tight, hot body would make him erect. The panties slipped down over her bush, a shaved triangle patch of hair that did more to highlight, than conceal. He caught sight of her slit, noticing a flicker of reflection from the lights. Could she be wet from stripping for them? Was she really a slut? The panties slid further down, her

mound revealed, her legs hiding much from his view as she pushed her legs together to slip the panties down to her ankles. She kicked them to the side. “Open your eyes,” he ordered her, wanting to see the humiliation in her face. “Show us that lovely pussy.” She stared at them, holding her breath as she spread her legs, feeling her lips separating, their mouths open as they started so lustfully at her sex. She spread her legs wide, her breasts thrust out, her hips forward, her naked body revealed in all her splendor. “Such a lovely body Jessica. Continue.” The Judge’s voice cracked up as he stroked his cock harder, his balls tingling, the need to cum soon. She knew what they wanted, her hand sliding down, her fingers gripping her labia, ashamed as she felt how wet they were. She tightened her fingers on her delicate lips and pulled them open, feeling her petals flower open, the cool air rushing into her super-heated sex. Even her clit seemed to pop out. She stood in front of them, her inner lips exposed to the bright lights and their leering eyes. “I think the little slut is getting wet,” the Sheriff exclaimed. “I wonder how she’ll like my tongue up there. Or in her asshole,” She kept herself open and exposed for long minutes, the slapping of flesh as the men masturbated as they watched her, their excited breathing filling the room. She finally released her lips, putting her legs together, the final indignation the only thing remaining. She turned her back to them, at least she wouldn’t have to see their face for the final humiliation. She spread her legs, wider this time, knowing they wouldn’t be happy until she was fully exposed. She bent over, the blood rushing to her head as her hands slid over her ass cheeks, gripping her cheeks inside her sweat drenched crack, peeling her cheeks open obscenely to reveal her delicate anal bud to their lustful eyes. She pressed her fingers in deep, almost touching her anal ring, yanking them apart, feeling her anus open slightly to the cool air of the room. She arched her ass up submissively, offering up her virgin asshole for their visual inspection. “Make it pucker,” the Sheriff’s voice strained as he masturbated to the lovely girl showing her asshole to him. “Push out with your asshole. Like you have to shit. Make that lovely flower dance for us.” She tried as hard as she could to accommodate his perverse request, pushing out, straining, fighting the urge to have a bowel movement as she felt her anus flutter open, ashamed that they could see inside her dark, private hole. She tightened her asshole, a burning as she tried again, straining to open her asshole pucker to their eyes.

The Judge almost came when her asshole spread open, the dark, forbidden hole revealed, the young girl showing her most intimate hole so unashamedly. He had to stop, afraid of cumming too soon, wanting to unload his cum in one of the girl’s tight holes instead. “Bravo Jessica. Such a wanton tramp you are.” He began to clap. Jessica turned to see the two men, humiliated that they had seen her so intimately, but more afraid of what they might do now that she was naked. Naked and available to them. “Over here,” the Sheriff curling his finger to her, motioning her to come over in front of him. “Kneel down,” he smiled at her, pausing before adding, “between my legs.” He wanted first dibs on Jessica’s body, there would be more than enough time and holes for the Judge to share. She could smell him before she even kneeled before him, his pants around his ankles, his shorts stained, his shirt wet with sweat. She could see his cock straining his shorts, knowing that he would make her take it in her mouth. Jessica had sucked cocks before, not hating the act, though she preferred not to do it. But she was being forced to do this, taking his filthy organ in her mouth, sure that he would cum in her mouth, making her swallow his foul cum. She tried to smile, but it was hard. “You know what to do. Bring me off with your mouth.” The Sheriff sat back in the chair, his shorts around his ankles, his cock bobbing at a forty five degree angle, hard and throbbing, his balls hanging down onto the seat of the chair. She tried to put it out of her mind, the fat Sheriff waiting for her to suck his filthy organ and act as if she was enjoying it. She kneeled between his legs, the smell worse once she got closer. She used two hands to heft his cock, one cupping his balls while the other wrapped around his hot flesh. “MMMM,” she mewed in mock pleasure, her tongue pushing far out of her mouth, running up and down the long shaft, her hand having to hold it tight as it jumped from the unexpected touch of her tongue. She licked it like a lollypop, from the base of his shaft, all the way up to the bulbous head, an angry red helmet. She tongued just below the ridge, sliding all the way around the head. She looked into his eyes, seeing the lust in them as she prepared to lick the head, the Sheriff’s body braced for the feeling of her mouth on his cock. “It’s so big,” she cooed to him, her tongue finally licking the head of his cock, her mouth filled with the foul taste, sure that he had not washed, the faint taste of urine. She lapped at it like she was a kitten with a saucer of milk, running over the piss slot, tasting the thick, salty cum that leaked from the end after each swipe with her tongue. The Sheriff’s cock was glistening in the light, her soft hands holding it so gently, her tongue bathing his shaft and now the head of his cock with her spit.

He felt the cum leak from his cock as her tongue tickled the end of his cock, lapping back and forth over his piss slot, his hips moving up and down on the chair. She was good at it, very good, but he wanted more. She smiled up at him so sexily, her mouth open, wetting her lips, the Sheriff waiting with bated breath to feel her silky lips engulf his cock. She looked at him, knowing men loved to have girls look into their eyes as they sucked them, wanting to see her surrender. Her mouth was open, her lips wet as her head moved forward, her hand holding his cock up straight as she put the head of his cock into her mouth. She closed her lips, sealing them tight, feeling his cock jerking in her mouth. “OOOH, GGGODDD,” the Sheriff cried out, her silky lips tightening around the head of his cock, the Sheriff believed he was in heaven, her hot breath on his cock almost making him cum. He fought the powerful urge, his sphincter clenched tight. He struggled to control his orgasm as a tiny bit of cum leaked out of his cock. He felt her tongue on the head of his cock, knowing that she was receiving the first of his cum, there would be much more later. Her hand cupped his balls harder, squeezing them, his ass rising up as she played with the twin balls that hung in the sack. Her tongue lapped at the head, her mouth quickly filling with the salty taste, the Sheriff unable to control his cock from leaking into her mouth. She sucked on the head of his cock, sucked hard, drawing the shaft deeper into her mouth, her checks caving in from the suction as his shaft filled her mouth to overflowing. Her hand began to stroke his cock, stroke it in her mouth, her tongue running over the thick helmet as she did. She pushed her head down farther, the cock moving to the back of her throat, her hand tightening on his shaft as it banged against her throat. “EEEGG,” she gagged, pulling it into her mouth so she could run her tongue urgently over the head, hoping to please him. She sucked like a vacuum cleaner, his cock continuously rubbed, sucked and licked, the young girl so energetically sucking his cock. He lifted his ass up from the chair. “Lick my balls,” the lust in his voice as he said it. She didn’t want to, but she knew she had no choice. Her tongue slid sexily down the thick shaft, her hand holding it upright. The hairs tickled her lips, her tongue running over the sweat drenched wrinkled sack, her mouth filling with loose hairs, making her gag. She lathered his balls with her tongue, hoping to please him. “My asshole now. Rim my asshole,” the Sheriff wanting to drive her to the depths of perversion. He raised his ass up high, spreading his legs until he felt the cool air on his asshole. He waited, suddenly shocked by the wet, hot tongue that ran over his asshole. “GGGGGODDDD,’ that’s so good.” Her other hand was stroking his cock up and down, masturbating him as her tongue ran around

his tight hole. He pushed back with his pucker, feeling his asshole opening. “Inside. Stick your tongue inside.” He shoved his ass into her face, wanting to feel the wet sword of her tongue slip into his waiting asshole. It was foul, the smell invading her nose first, than the unwashed taste hit her tongue, forced to run her tongue around the thick pucker of his ass. She gulped, hoping to keep from vomiting, her tongue running around the wrinkled asshole, her hand pumping his cock up and down in smooth, tight strokes, hoping to make him cum, ending this nightmare. It only got worse, his ass pushed deeper into her face and the unbelievable command to stick her tongue in his asshole. She had no choice, unable to see his face, his big ass covering her face. She pushed her tongue out into a point until it touched the pucker of his asshole, stabbing it into the waiting hole, feeling his anal ring stretching open to grasp her tongue and feel as if it were pulling it into his hot asshole. She pushed her face deep into his ass, her tongue driving into his rectum, his muscles clenching on it. She pumped his cock urgently with her hand, long, tight strokes, hoping to make him cum, ending this humiliating experience. He pushed his ass deeper into her face, her nose crushed, feeling his insides clench on his tongue. She couldn’t do it any longer, pulling her face from his ass, quickly slipping her mouth over the rim of his cock, sucking it hard into her mouth, hoping to stop any protest from him over not rimming him any longer. He couldn’t believe the pleasure he felt with her tongue up his ass, massaging his prostrate, her tight hand sliding up and down his cock like a tight glove. He couldn’t complain when she stopped licking his ass, her hot, tight mouth engulfing the head of his cock with such vigor that he could not have refused her energetic blowjob. His hand slid down to her head, guiding her head up and down, her tongue dancing over his cock as she sucked with such enthusiasm. “Such a good little cock-sucker,” he boldly exclaimed, throwing back his head as he drove his hips forward, impaling her mouth with his rigid erection. His hands relaxed on her head, Jessica taking advantage of the situation, pulling her mouth off of his cock, her lungs sucking the air deep into her lungs. She moved her body up, cradling her breasts with her hands, engulfing his hot meat in her cleavage. She pressed her breasts together, trapping his cock between them. If felt like pillows that cradled his cock in the smooth, silky skin, her hands holding her tits around his cock. His hips began to jerk up and down, his cock sliding in and out of the deep cleavage of her tits. “Yeah, I love a titty fuck,” shoving his cock until the head slipped out the end, hitting her in the chin. She could feel his balls sliding along her upper chest, his cock sliding easily on the juices it dripped in her cleavage. She pressed her breasts in tightly, the head of his cock shooting back and forth out the top. She pushed her head down, her mouth opening, his hips driving his cock head out the top of her

breasts, her tongue racing out to lick at the head as it slipped from between the tight cleavage of her breasts. His hips drove up higher, her mouth ovaled, ready to receive the thick head. Her lips gripped the head of his cock tightly as he drove his cock through her breasts and into her waiting mouth, her tongue dancing over the head as it slipped in. He looked at her, her hands holding her breasts around his cock, providing the necessary friction to bring the cum from his balls. But it was her mouth that eventually did it, opening wide, his cock shoved deep into the hot depths, her tongue and lips extracting the pleasure he needed to cum. He shoved one last time, burying over half of his cock in her mouth, ejecting his hot cum into her willing mouth, her tongue playing over the tip of his cock as he shot his seed into her. He held his cock in her mouth, his body arched up from the chair, her throat bobbing up and down as he dumped load after load of cum into her mouth, swallowing as fast as she could. She felt his cock grow in her mouth, his hips driving it deep into the back of her mouth, swelling as he came. Her tongue lashed back and forth over the tip, bathed with the sharp blasts of hot cum, her mouth filling as fast as she could swallow the thick crème. She sucked for all her worth, her mouth filled with the hot, salty cum, her stomach filling with his abundant crème. She was glad when he finally finished, her tongue licking the shrinking cock in her mouth, the Sheriff pulling his limp cock from her mouth, dragging slowly over her lips, leaving a trail of spit and cum. He looked at her, her lips glistening from his cum, his cock sliding effortlessly out, dragging a trail of cum on her chin as it slipped out. “You sure know how to suck cock Jessica.” Jessica looked over at the Judge, his hand sliding up and down his naked cock, feasting on her naked body kneeling submissively between the Sheriff’s legs. She knew there would be no rest for her until she had satisfied his lust. She watched as the Judge got up from the chair, his pants sliding down to his ankles. He undressed in front of her until he was stark naked, not a very nice sight for a young girl, the Judge slim frame white and almost frail. All except for his cock which had to be at least nine inches long, the Judge stroking it up and down, Jessica astounded as it continued to grow. The Judge was proud of his cock, enjoying the way Heather had screamed when he took her in the ass. He lay down on the mattress on the floor, his hand holding his cock up into the air. “Over here Jessica. I want you to sit on my cock.” He loved making the young girls do this, forcing them to take his long cock inside their hot, tight pussies, making them bounce up and down until he unloaded his cum inside them.

Jessica had never had anything that big inside of her, at least she could control the depth of his thrusts, but she would also have to put it in and was sure that it would feel as if it were stabbing deep inside of her. She walked over to him, straddling his chest with her legs, spread wide as the Judge’s looked up lustily at her spread pussy. He rose up, wanting to get her wet first. He was only inches from her pussy, inhaling the sweet scent of arousal. “What a sweet pussy,” his fingers already found her labia, tugging the puffy lips apart, her pink insides opening up to his probing fingers. He licked his lips, his cock hardening to the visual display of her open sex. “Hold still and I’ll get you real wet for me.” One finger slid up and down her slit, pushing aside her lips to slide along her smooth, silky insides. Jessica thought her knees would give out when he touched her, surprised that his touch was so gentle. His finger probed her pussy, sliding up and down her slit as if he was intimately inspecting her. He pulled her lips apart as his finger slid up and down, Jessica shuddering in pleasure each time he got so near her clit. But he only teased her, pulling his finger away without touching her swollen bud, her hips beginning a gentle motion, back and forth, adding to the delicious feeling his finger gave her. The Judge probed the opening to her vagina, his finger pressed hard, sinking into the hot depths of her pussy, her insides clenching on his finger as he twisted and turned his digit. He was rewarded with a moan of pleasure from her lips, two fingers moving inside her, fucking in and out, her hot, wet insides gripping his fat fingers. “Yes, I’m going to enjoy your tight pussy.” With two fingers inside her, his other hand moved to her clit, snapping the swollen, red button that pushed out like a little cock. Her body jerked, her insides clenching on his fingers as he twisted and turned them inside her, her pussy flooding his fingers with her juices. “I think the little slut is ready. She’ll pop soon unless I stop,” laughing at how aroused she had became. She might have protested being taken sexually, but she was certainly warming up to it. He lay back down, looking up at her pussy twinkling in the light, her juices slick on her lips. “Fuck me now Jessica. Show me what a good fuck you can be.” He lay back waiting for the first pleasurable experience when her pussy would engulf his cock. She hated it, but the Judge made her aroused so easily, not sure if it was the forced blow job of the Sheriff leaving her aroused, ashamed that her submission to his perversions would excite her so much. And now the fingering of her pussy had left her needing a cock inside her. She spread her legs wider as she began to crouch down, the Judge providing the necessary support for his cock, holding it upright with one hand, eager to feel it inside her. She rotated her hips when she felt the head of his cock touch her sex, rubbing her pussy up and down his throbbing cock, her pussy slick as it slid easily over the head of his cock. “MMMMM,” she moaned in pleasure as she kneeled down on either side of his hips, her pussy pushed hard against his cock, the long flesh jerking in

pleasure. She reached down, grabbing the hot cock from the Judge’s hand. “I’ll do that,” licking her lips so sexily as she imagined the cock splitting her open. She rubbed the head of his cock back and forth over her pussy, tugging at it until she poised it at her tight opening. His cock wasn’t as thick as the Sheriff, but it was long, sure that it would feel as if he were trying to drive it into her body. She pushed down, her pussy spreading apart, the head of his cock plowing into her wet insides. “OOOHH, GODDDD, so good,” she cried in pleasure as she felt it entering her. Lower and lower she went, taking more of his cock inside her, her hips moving in circles as she danced on his cock. The Judge had a hard time staying still as her pussy began to engulf his cock in her hot flesh. It felt like a blast furnace, her clenching muscles rippling along his shaft as she pushed down, his cock slowly entering her tight body, her hips already beginning to fuck him. He looked at her naked body, her lovely breasts so firm, her nipples looking as though they would burst. But nothing made him hornier than the pleasure he felt as she squatted over his cock and took him intimately inside her body. She had taken half of his cock, but there was so much more to go. “Take it all Jessica,” the Judge putting his hands on her hips, reminding her of her job to give him the best fuck she ever had. She couldn’t stop the feeling as his cock began to slowly enter her, surprised that she was so wet, surprised how hard the Judge was, his long cock filling her. She rotated her hips, all the while pulling up and down, her pussy gripping the shaft of his cock as it rode up inside her. It shouldn’t be like this, forced to fuck an old man, yet enjoying it. It was so wrong, yet so right. It was so long, feeling like it would go forever, Jessica self conscious as her naked breasts began to gently rock up and down in rhythm to her hips. She had over half of it inside her, the look of pleasure on her face hard to hide. The Judge drove his hips up higher, forcing more of his cock inside the young girl that rode him so expertly. “Tighten that lovely pussy on my cock as you push up. Make it so tight you’ll skin my cock.” His hands moved up to her chest, his large hand encircling each of her firm breasts and squeezing them hard, Jessica arching her back and pushed them deeper into his palms, a moan from her lips. He felt her pussy grip his cock so pleasurably. “Yes, that’s so good Jessica. Fuck me,” her hot, tight pussy in a death lock on his cock. “More of it Jessica. There is so much more of my cock. Take it all inside you.” “It’s so big. I don’t think I can take it all.” She moaned, not in pain but in pleasure as she pushed down on the thick cock that split her thighs. “OOOHHH,” the head of his cock pushing aside all her resistance, her muscles clenching on the hot flesh as she rode him. He was squeezing her nipples, hard, feeling as if they would burst as he squeezed the blood from the throbbing tips. The pain was delicious, making her pussy squeeze his cock harder, the tremors running up and down her spine as she fucked the long cock. She looked down between her legs, over three quarters of it inside her, his shaft slick with her juices, her

pussy gripping it so tightly as she rode him with all her strength. Up and down she bounced on his cock, feeling as if it would tear through her, each time taking the full measure of his cock, her weight pushing her hips down hard, Jessica going from empty to full with a powerful shove. It felt as if it was getting bigger with each stroke, longer, sure that it would bust through her cervix the next time, surprised each time that it didn’t. She opened her eyes wide, a look of wonder in her eyes, her pussy taking all of his cock inside her, her body resting on his abdomen, his cock jerking in pleasure inside her. “Oh, so good Jessica. You have all of it now. Now fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want to see those lovely titties bouncing up and down.” She was so tight as she pulled up, the Judge watching his cock slipping from her pussy, her muscles gripping it so tight. If she hadn’t been so wet he was sure that it wouldn’t have even slid out. His hand ran over the top of her slit, peeling back her clit hood to reveal the biggest clit he had ever seen, it almost looked like a tiny cock, hard and red, swollen with lust. He snapped his fingernail over it, her body tightening up in pain. “YEESSS. I like that!” He began to snap at her clit as she rode him, his fingernail tapping the tip, her body jerking back and forth as she rode him. God, his finger felt so good, snapping her clit harshly, but exciting her with the power he had over her. She felt so full of cock, his flesh filling her young pussy, her breasts bouncing up and down, his fingers pinching her nipples, igniting a sharp pain that made her pussy even tighter for his cock. She was huffing and puffing in ecstasy, her breathing erratic, the first tremors of an orgasm ripping through her body. She humped up and down his cock even harder, driving her body down until she banged painfully into his abdomen, his cock driven deep into her body. Every part of her body was screaming for an orgasm, from the tip of her breasts, to her anus, the tiny hole clenching uncontrollably as she tightened her pussy muscles as his hot, throbbing flesh. “EEEEEHH,” her head thrown back in lust as she came, her clit snapped back and forth as the pleasure raced through her body. Her nipples swelled up, her pussy gushing her juices on his shaft, the sound of her wet pussy sliding along his shaft embarrassing her. Than she felt it, the first blast of cum that spurted so powerful inside her, feeling like a fire hose filling her with the hot cum. It was all she needed to ignite a second orgasm in her, gripping his cock as she rode up and down rapidly, feeling his abundant crème running out her pussy. He came in her, the excitement of her orgasm driving him over the edge. His hips shot up, trying to bury as much of his cock inside her as the cum raced from his balls, through his long shaft to gush inside her. She squeezed his so tight, gripping his cock as he shot a second load of cum inside her, feeling her pussy cumming on his cock at the same time, the slick sound of his cock riding in and out of her drenched pussy filling the room. “EEEEWWW,” he cried out, a final blast of cum shooting inside her, her bouncing breasts and look of ecstasy on her face driving the pleasure from his loins.

She couldn’t go on any longer, falling exhausted onto his chest, his cock still inside her, shrinking rapidly. She felt the hot cum leaking profusely from her pussy, soaking the Judge beneath her, serving him right for making her cum against her will. She finally pulled up, her hips rising up slowly, the Judges cock pulling from her pussy stubbornly, finally flopping down on his abdomen, a flood of cum following it. “Lick it up Jessica. Lick up the cum on me.” He smiled, seeing the look of outrage on her face at his perverse request. Her eyes pleaded with him, but to no avail, the look on his face reflecting his determination to force her to do his sexual bidding. She had no other choice, kneeling submissively over him, her head in his lap, her tongue eagerly lapping at the thick cum that was spread over his abdomen, licking at it like a hungry cat with a saucer of milk. It filled her mouth, Jessica unable to do anything but comply with his order, finally taking his limp cock into her mouth, her tongue racing up and down the shaft until it slipped from her lips, slick with her saliva, but licked clean from their cum. The Sheriff was already naked on the floor, his cock returned to hardness, his hand sliding up and down the shaft as he watched Jessica fuck the Judge. “Over here Jessica. My turn.” He held up his cock as she straddled him, this time making her face the other way, wanting to enjoy the sight of her hot ass while she fucked him. She turned around, her ass to him, straddling his body, her hips settling down until she felt the unmistakable feel of his hot flesh between her legs. She looked down, her hand gripping his cock right beneath the head, rubbing it back and forth over her drenched pussy. When it was wet, she placed it at her tight hole, pressing down with her hips as she felt the thick head splitting her open for the second time today. “MMMM,” she moaned quietly, not wanting the men to know that she was enjoying it, his cock head pushing aside her tight opening to slowly sink in until her pussy gripped his cock just beneath the head. The Sheriff couldn’t believe hot tight and hot she was, in spite of having just fucked the Judge. His hands caressed her ass cheeks, her spread thighs leaving little to the imagination. Her tiny asshole looked as though it was winking at him, the tiny hole opening and closing each time Jessica clenched her pussy on his cock. He spread her cheeks wider, Jessica’s raising up her ass almost submissively, than plunging down to engulf half of his shaft in her wet pussy, her muscles clinging to the shaft as it plunged inside her. She was ashamed at how she must look, the Sheriff’s fingers holding her cheeks open leaving little doubt in her mind as to how exposed her anus was to his eyes. She couldn’t stop the way her anus winked at him, each time she

tugged her pussy onto his cock, her anus would spasm, clenching open and closed. Her only hope was to fuck him fast, take his attention away from her ass, not wanting to be subject to the sodomy that Heather was forced to endure under the Judge. She leaned over his legs, putting her hands on his lower legs and began to pump her ass up and down, each time taking more and more of the thick shaft that split her thighs. It began to fill her, the familiar tingling between her loins, humiliated as she became aroused again. But she couldn’t deny the pleasure she felt when she humped up and down his shaft, taking all of his cock inside her, her hips moving from side to side, clenching her muscles tight on his cock as it filled her to overflowing. She reached back between his legs to cup his balls, his hips rising up by the sudden shock of her touch, driving his cock so deep inside her that she thought he was trying to have it come out her mouth. His fingers tickled around her anus, her hips driving up and down his cock in a frenzied motion, her insides clinging to his shaft as she pulled out, relaxed as she drove her hips down to fully engulf his cock in her hot, wet insides. Each time he touched her anus, her pussy would tighten on his cock, the Sheriff loving to tease the young girl to obey, feeling her shiver in fear as he fondled her asshole. “OOOOHHH,” his hips drove up into the air as she grabbed his balls, sending his cock deep into the recesses of her pussy. “Such a hot fuck,” he commended her, his finger circling her asshole, pressing harder onto the hot hole. She had to make him cum, his finger becoming more insistent, circling her anus, the pad of his finger pressuring on her tiny hole. Unless he came soon, she was sure that he would impale her with his finger, never having a boy touch her there with good reason. It wasn’t a place she considered sexually arousing, in spite of the tremors his finger had ignited in her. She felt her anus opening and closing, as if welcoming the fat finger that sought entrance to her intimate hole. And she was surprised that she had such feeling there, his finger tickling over tiny receptors of pleasure that surrounded her anus. She began to shake her ass back and forth, her hips driving up and down, his hands cupping his balls, all hoping to make him cum. It was almost by accident, feeling like her asshole swallowed his finger. One minute he was pressing against the straining muscle, the next his finger was engulfed in the hot, tight hole that was her asshole, pressing his fingertip against her rectal muscles, massaging them as her ass shook in shock. “EEEEEHH,” Jessica yelled, her hips shooting forward, his cock shoved painfully hard against her cervix as she found her asshole fingered by the Sheriff. She felt a burning than suddenly her anal ring was forced open, his finger sliding almost effortlessly until her rectum gripped the tip of his finger tightly. “Take it out!” She could only cry out in humiliation, her anus breached by his finger, her muscles clenching uncontrollably on the sudden invasion of her round hole.

“Take it Jessica. Take it up your ass!” The Sheriff was beside himself, his finger twisting and turning inside her hot, tight hole. He pushed his finger in deeper, up to the second knuckle, her body jerking back and forth between his cock and his finger. It was a wonderful sight, his finger sticking out her asshole, the tiny hole stretched wide to accommodate his thick finger, twisting and turning his finger inside her, making her pussy tighten on his cock in response. He wanted more of it, pushing his finger deeper into her asshole, her insides gripping it so tightly that he had to force it in, fighting her clenching muscles every inch of the way. Finally he had it buried deep in her guts, her hot round tube impaled on his finger. He slapped her ass hard, the white skin turning red instantly, Jessica’s body jerking in pain. “Move that ass. Fuck me or I’ll beat your ass raw.” He twisted his finger inside her until she moaned in pain, but her hips began to move faster and faster, driving her pussy up and down his shaft. Her ass stung, Jessica having no choice but to accommodate the Sheriff’s perverse pleasures, fucking the hard cock that split her thighs in spite of the pain that his finger buggering her ass inflicted on her. Each time she thrust back down on his cock, the movement forced his finger inside her deeper, the Sheriff not letting her forget the power he had over her, twisting and grinding the finger deep in her bowels until her stomach cramped. She bent over deeper, her ass pushed out towards the Sheriff, the cramping less, but it also drove her ass deeper onto the finger inside her, Jessica sure that the Sheriff was trying to drive it out her mouth. She couldn’t last much longer, her hips pumping up and down, hoping to drive the lust from his loins, tightening her pussy on his thick shaft, hoping to make him cum. “EEEEEGGG,” she moaned in pain as she took the hard fucking, her asshole skewered on his finger. The Sheriff couldn’t last any longer, driving his hips up higher into the air, driving his cock as deep as he could inside her soft, clenching pussy. One last shove with his finger, pulling it almost all the way out, than suddenly plunging it inside Jessica with such a push that her inhuman scream tore through the room. She felt some relief when he pulled his finger almost all the way out of her asshole, the burning subsiding temporarily. But than he did an inhuman thing, driving two thick fingers inside her asshole, Jessica screaming loudly in pain as her anal ring felt like it was torn, gripping the fat knuckles as the fingers sank into the depths of her guts. She bounced up and down on his cock, feeling it swell in pleasure from her painful clenching. It felt like a fire hose that blasted her insides, his hot crème filling her insides with his cum. The Sheriff’s head rose up as he screamed in pleasure. “Take it bitch,” his balls dumping his cum into Jessica’s hot, tight pussy, corkscrewing his two fingers in her asshole as her muscles fought to push them out. Her sweat covered body jerked up and down his cock as he spewed his cum inside her young, sweet body, her asshole gripping his fingers tightly as he finger-fucked her asshole.

Jessica finally slumped down, the Sheriff’s cock rapidly deflating inside her, but the thick fingers continued to nibble at her insides. “Please,” she begged, sobbing at her ordeal. “Take your fingers out.” The Sheriff’s fingers slowly pulled out, her insides feeling as if they didn’t want him to take them out, clinging possessively to the knuckles. He watched her asshole straining to let the thicker knuckles pass through the tight ring, Jessica groaning in pain. It felt as though she had passed a watermelon, the fingers finally pulling out, the burning still continuing even though she was empty. A slap on her ass was all she got for her efforts. That and a load of cum that dripped down her thighs. With their cocks soft, they took her back to her cell, Jessica lying on the bed, her asshole still tingling from the unnatural probing.

Chapter 6 Emily Performs for the Men Emily thought about fighting them, but she saw what they did to Heather, tying her down and raping her. She had already sucked their cocks. The word cock still stirred up the humiliation as they took her in her mouth while she kneeled submissively on the floor. Now she was being led down the hall by a man named Jared. Jared said he was a Deacon of the Church, though Emily doubted what he was planning for her would be approved by the Church. They entered the room, Emily shocked by the six men that waited for them. Their eyes were staring directly at her, burning a hole through her clothes; Emily sure they were all mentally undressing her. Her thoughts were correct they were undressing her and the place of action was right before her. A large bed filled the center of the room, only a sheet and some pillows on the mattress. The Sheriff and the Deputy were in the group of men, any hope of help gone from her mind. She just had to survive, not sure what she would have to do or how, but realizing that she would no longer be a virgin when she finished. And all of the men would have to be sexually satisfied before they let her go. “Isn’t Emily a lovely girl?” Jared’s voice broke up the silence in the room. He moved slowly around her, his eyes hungrily devouring her body as he moved Emily in front of the men. Emily regretted what she was wore, the instant she was moved. The skirt was way too short, as the end of the material tickled the top of her thighs. It did more to entice the men, not that they needed anything to entice them. The top was a pullover, hanging loosely from her body, glad that it hid her breasts from the leering eyes. She looked over at Jared. He was older like the Sheriff, midfifties, almost the same age as her father. He was slightly overweight, not terribly handsome, though not ugly. It was his eyes that scared Emily. It was his eyes that magnified her fear of being in front of all these men. He looked down at her as if she were a lamb sent to slaughter. And she hated to admit it, but she had seen the bulge in the front of his pants. Not only was the bulge visible on him, but all the men. Some of the men were enjoying her humiliation and openly fondled themselves through their pants. She felt Jared move behind her, his hands shocked her as they touched her hips. They moved closer against her back until she felt the unmistakable presence of his cock against her ass. He looked over her shoulder and whispered into Emily’s ear, his bad breathe nauseating. “You be a good girl and do what I tell you and everything will be okay. I’m just going to play with your lovely body and show it to the men. They do enjoy a young girl naked, which is what I am going to do to you. Strip you naked. You don’t mind do you?” He laughed at her discomfort, confident that this shy girl was never naked in front of a man before, never mind seven of them. But she would soon learn and much more.

“Please don’t.” she murmured to him, fear seeping into her nerves, her muscles beginning to shake. She was not sure she could stand the humiliation of being stripped naked in front of them. She didn’t consider herself a beautiful girl and it made her more the self conscious. At school, she suffered the insecurity of her shyness as she hid from other people. Even in gym class she hated to be naked in front of the other girls and made sure they had taken their showers before she did. “I’ve never been naked with a boy before.” Jared smirked, his cock jerked in pleasure when he heard her say that. “Don’t worry. That is just the beginning. Look how well you did at sucking cock!” His voice rose up so everyone could hear his last comment. Emily turned a deep shade of red at his words. All eyes were on her, as they remembered her humiliating moments when she had her mouth crammed with their cocks. She was positive they were reliving how they came on her face and worse deep in her throat. Jared’s hands snaked around her sides to cup her breasts and it surprised her, Emily turning around to confront him. “Don’t.” Her protests were hollow threats, the men too numerous, too strong. “Turn around Emily and behave.” His voice was adamant, his cock slid from side to side along her ass, as he enjoyed the firm flesh. His fingers gripped her breasts, surprised that they were so large. The pullover hid them from his eyes. “Such lovely tits. And bigger than I thought.” He pushed his hips into her ass, his hands bent her body back and forced her back to arch, forced her breasts high up into the air. He moved his fingers around, searching out her nipples. When he finally found one of them, he pushed her tits out the bra that encased the firm flesh. “Nice big nipple too!” He gripped the hard flesh and squeezed hard and felt Emily’s body jerk beneath his touch. He found the other nipple easily as his fingers dug into the twin peaks, yanked them up harshly with his powerful hands. She could do anything but squirm while his hands and fingers abused her breasts, as his cock continued to grind into her ass. Her nipples felt as if they were caught in a vice, Emily stood on her toes as she was harshly pulled up high by her nipples. No one had ever treated her badly or painfully before. Emily worried about what Jared might submit her to and never realized until that moment that he might inflict pain on her body. She stopped squirming, afraid and ground her teeth as she endured the painful pinching of her nipples. “That’s a good girl Emily.” Jared smiled over her shoulder. His hand slid down to her waist, and grabbed the bottom of her pullover top. He began to pull it up, over her naked stomach and revealed her lacey bra, surprised how good her breasts looked. Her nipples were erect, the tips pushed out the front of the bra.

She shut her eyes, tried to drive the humiliation from her mind. All of the men’s eyes stared at her chest as Jared slowly and systematically stripped her naked. She could feel the material of her pullover as it slid over her bare skin. The cool room gave her goose bumps as he pulled it up. She had no choice but raise up her arms, ashamed at how she must look, her breasts thrust out as an offering to the men. She knew her nipples were hard and pushed out against the silky bra. She hated herself for the lacey bra and panties that her mother had bought her. She wore them after she was told they would make her feel sexy, never realized that they would entice these strange men to inflict their perversions on her body. The pullover slipped off her arms, Emily protectively pushed her hands over her bra and tried to hide them from the prying eyes of the men. She felt Jared kiss her neck; his tongue wet her skin as he kissed her from her shoulders all the way up to her ear. His hand held her head still as his tongue ravished her ear. NO, she silently cried out, her body aroused by the tongue in her ear. She never realized how erotic it would be. Her ass pushed up against his cock, maybe there was a firecracker in this virgin body just waiting to get out. Jared’s tongue stuck deep in her ear, his hand held her head submissively still. His tongue traced around her ear, his fingers slid down her back until he found her bra. With a deft flick of his fingers, the fragile snap was loosened. The bra straps pulled back and then released the firm flesh. “You don’t need this,” he whispered in her ear. “I’m sure they stand up nicely by themselves.” She shook her head from right to left, desperate as her bra was suddenly released. Emily knew that it was only a matter of seconds until her breasts would be naked for the men to feast their eyes on. Ashamed at how hard and throbbing her nipples were, she felt the bra slip from her shoulders, as the material slid down her arms and puddle at her feet. Her hands replaced the garment, her palms found her hard nipples and protected them from their eyes. “Put your hands down,” Jared voice raised. He grabbed her by her lower arm and pushed down until she revealed her naked breasts. “Yes, such lovely tits,” his voice loud in praise. “And look at those pink nipples, hard as pebbles.” His hand moved around to cup one of her breasts. The firm flesh was engulfed in his palm, the hard nipple dug into his skin. “And such big areolas Emily. The size of half dollars,” he exclaimed as his finger traced her nipple, teased the areola around it until goose bumps appeared and her nipple swelled in pleasure. She stopped, as she suddenly realized that she ground her ass on his cock. His fingers teased her nipples, made them swell, as she arched her back to push them deeper into his hands. She almost welcomed the fingers that only minutes ago had pinched them so harshly. She was acting like a whore, her body naked to the waist as his hands openly fondled her naked breasts while the men in front of her watched her. Emily opened her eyes to see the six men in

front of her as they openly stroked their cocks beneath their pants and their eyes were glued to her bare breasts. Jared hated to move away from her ass, her hips slid the firm cheeks of her ass against his cock as if she were in a trance. His cock danced in his pants as he imagined her silky skin naked against his cock. He pushed one of her arms out of the way, his other hand gripped her firm breast. Consumed by her nakedness, his head pushed down until his lips engulfed the hard nipple that popped out so provocatively and sucked the pink tip into his mouth. He tightened his lips around the tip as her body jerked from his sudden touch. “NNNOOO!” She couldn’t believe it, but his mouth sucked her nipple into his mouth before she could protest. He sucked her breast like he was a baby, only his tongue began to slap at the trapped tip. His teeth bit down to trap the nipple just on the edge of her areola and left the hard pebble of her nipple open to his fondling tongue. His other hand clenched on her other breast, his large hand easily able to engulf her breast in his palm, and tighten up on it until it felt like her nipple would burst, only to release it. Her nipple throbbed until he did it again. She arched her back, anything to relieve the pull of his lips on her nipple, as he fed her breast into his mouth, the only relief from the painful bite of his teeth. “EEEEHH,” fingers gripped her bare nipple. It felt like a pair of pliers had snapped shut on the swollen tip. The sharp pain raced down to her loins, a strange urgency started between her legs that she had never felt before. It felt like her nipples would burst, as his tongue and lips incited a lust in her chest that rushed between her legs. No one had ever touched her like this, now openly as he sucked her nipples in front of the roomful of men, Emily responded to the hot tongue. “She loves it!” One of them men yelled from the chairs. Jared bit harder on her nipple, ground the rubbery tip between his teeth as Emily arched up higher. Jared was not sure if she protested or wanted more. He pinched her other tit, yanked it out by the nipple until the hard tip was stretched over an inch long. He twisted and turned the flesh while she moaned. Jared released her nipple, and stood back, her breast wet with his saliva, her nipples hard and swollen, as tiny red marks around one of them gave testament to his painful biting. She wasn’t sure if she wanted him to stop or not, her nipples yearned to be touched again, her body unfulfilled. She felt Jared behind her, this time his hands slid down her hips until she felt him grip the bottom of her short skirt. She shivered in fear, knew what he was going to do. She knew he would lift her skirt so the men could feast their eyes on her panty covered sex. She was ashamed that her panties were so provocative and that they would think that she did it on purpose. It gave her goose bumps as they skirt slid along her naked leg, higher and higher until she looked down, her white panties clearly visible to the men.

She pressed her thighs closely together, and coyly hid her charms from their prying eyes. She felt the cool air of the room as it blew on her legs, high up, ashamed at they way her skirt was pulled up above her waist, her panties clung to every curve and nook in her body and revealed so much to the men. The Sheriff loved the way her panties clung to her puffy labia, the tight silky material pushed between her lips to highlight her gash so brazenly. In spite of her closely clamped thighs, he couldn’t wait to see more, to make her expose all of her intimate charms for their inspection. A very intimate inspection. “Such lovely legs,” he bellowed out in lust. “Strip her naked for us!” He wanted more. Jared undid the button on her skirt, slid the zipper down slowly so everyone could hear the swoosh, especially Emily. He pulled the skirt open and let the skirt go as he watched it quickly fall to her ankles in a puddle. “Step out of it. You won’t need it any longer.” He saw her obey, lift one leg, using the other to kick it over to the side. She put her legs back together, her eyes closed as she stood before them almost naked. His hands returned to her hips, this time only her silky panties the only cover of her hot, naked flesh. “Such a beautiful girl Emily,” he complimented her, lust in his voice as he breathed deeply. “Now hold still,” he warned her softly, as his hands slid over the flat plane of her stomach and moved down to the top of her abdomen. She pushed her ass back quickly when she felt his hands touch her so close to her sex. She only succeeded to push her ass against the hard cock that was conveniently waited for her. He slowly slid his cock over her panty covered ass cheeks. She clenched her thighs tight as his fingers brushed sensuous over her neatly trimmed bush, as he tickled the hairs and sent tremors through the tiny follicles. She hated what they were doing to her, but Jared’s fingers sent tremors of desire through her body she couldn’t deny. If she was only with him and not standing in front of a room of older men as her body was systematically stripped naked for them. If that wasn’t just as bad, she knew she was going to have to sexually satisfy every one of the men and not sure how their sexual gratification would be quenched. She had already been forced to orally service them and she hated having her mouth pierced by their organs. “NNNNNOOO!” Jared had touched her slit, a place where only her own fingers had explored, late at night in her bed while she came under her touch. It felt strange, his fingers thicker and harsher, pushed aside her lips to shove the panties in between them. Her flesh folded over his finger as if she trapped him. “NNNNOOO!” She pushed his hand away, turned away from him. Jared slapped her on the ass, enjoying the sound of his hand as it hit her flesh, the shocked look on her face as it registered. “Hold still.” He paused, and let the spanking set in. “Or would you rather be tied up like Heather.” The Judge had told him how to keep her in line should she try to get uppity.

Her ass stung, stung bad, as her hand reached back to rub her skin. She could almost feel the heat from his hand. She remembered Heather tied up on the bed, the Judge behind her as he raped her ass and Heather screamed in pain. She didn’t want to lose complete control, being bound. Not that she had much now, but at least she had some. She held her head down and murmured “No, don’t tie me up.” She moved in front of him, felt him slide against her ass again, the unmistakable bulge of his cock against her. She waited, her body braced for his touch again, his hands slid down the front of her panties and boldly cupped her sex with his large hand as if he owned her. “Ehhhh,” she gritted her teeth as she felt his fat finger push aside her pussy lips and slide deep in her slit. “I feel a nice damp pussy,” Jared teased. His finger slid up and down her slit, her ass rubbed against him. He was positive this was the first time she was ever masturbated by a man, especially in front of an audience. His hand slid down farther and pushed between her legs. Her legs shifted as he used his brute force to shove her thighs apart. He couldn’t wait any longer, he was too eager to get her naked. “I’m going to take off those pretty panties now Emily. Everyone is going to see your naked pussy.” He whispered in her ear, hoping to humiliate her more as his finger slowly masturbated her. Emily closed her eyes almost in a dream like state as she leaned back against him while he masturbated her. Emily was suddenly shocked back to reality when she felt the hands on the waist of her panties. Hurried hands traced the band holding the material up and pushed them down over her hips. She looked down, her bush exposed as she watched her panties slip down her legs. The entire motion processed as if she was watching a movie, as though it happened to someone else. It was unmistakable when she felt the panties flutter around her ankles; her hands quickly replaced the panties and covered her sex. Emily’s face reddened in shame. She struggled with Jared, his hands succeeded and pulled her hands away from her sex, her hands clenched into fists at her side. “What a beautiful body you have Emily. You shouldn’t be ashamed of it.” Jared’s hand slid down her abdomen until he found her neatly trimmed bush. He teased the silky hair and could feel her shudder from his intimate touch. “Step out of the panties.” He was surprised she obeyed so submissively. His finger sought out her slit and slid down farther until her ass shot back onto his waiting cock. He pressed his finger in and found her lips pulled back. She was already wet with juices as his finger probed inside. Her pussy lips curled back over his finger and engulfed his finger in the moist hotness. “Yes, so hot and wet you are Emily. Are you enjoying this?” His finger slid down her slit, caressed her smooth silky inner lips and slid along her slick flesh. He began to run his finger up and down her slit and made sure that he didn’t touch her clit. Not yet, he wanted her to beg for that. Her hips began to gently rock back and forth, her ass slid sensuously on his throbbing cock. He cupped one of her breasts, kneaded the

flesh and tormented the nipple with his fingertip as he snapped the swollen tip back and forth. She shut her eyes tight, afraid and ashamed how her body betrayed her. His fingers brought such unexpected pleasure to her body, she was unable to escape the delicious feelings that raced between her legs. Even when he ordered her to spread her legs, she did it willingly, anything to continue the pleasure he was bringing her. She spread her legs and knew her sex would open up because two fingers now slid up and down her slit and her juices gushed over them. His fingers slid up, but stopped short and teased her clit. He was so close but he didn’t touch her pleasure button. She went crazy as it throbbed and wanted attention. She began to move her hips harder and pushed up, she wanted to feel his touch on her clit, and moaned softly. She didn’t object to spreading her legs, as she opened up to his fingers that caressed her open sex. He wanted to see how far he could push her. He pulled his fingers from her pussy, her eyes opened wide and stared at him in surprise. “If you want more, reach down and spread your pussy lips open for us. Spread your legs wider and show us all of your treasures.” He waited for her reaction, saw her eyes plead with him not to force humiliate herself that way. “Do it if you want me to touch you again.” She couldn’t do it, not expose herself so brazenly to the men, but she needed some relief. Jared aroused her body to a fever pitch and then left her hanging and unfulfilled. She felt Jared’s hands on hers, pushed them until they were close to her sex. He whispered his orders in her ear again. Emily was unable to stop him as he forced her to perform for him. It was like she was in a trance; her fingers slid down and found her labia soaked in her juices. She gripped the puffy flesh between two fingers and felt the pressure as she slowly drew her lips apart. The cool air rushed into her super-heated sex, and sent shivers of lust through her body, as she opened her eyes to see the men so intent on her sex. The arousal heightened by the embarrassment of exposed intimate sex pushed her further to reveal more. She pulled wide until she felt the pressure as her lips were drawn far back. She looked down, her pink, wet inner pussy exposed to the bright lights. Even her clit was revealed and Emily was shocked at how large and swollen the bud was. It was dark red and throbbed. The Sheriff couldn’t contain his lust. “Over here Emily. Come over and show me your pussy.” His arms were outstretched, his legs spread so she could come close. “Go over there. Show all of them your sex. Do as they say.” He gave her ass a sharp slap with his hand, the skin turned red from the painful blow. She had no choice and moved until she was close to the Sheriff. She looked down at him his face only inches from her sex, her hands peeled back her

lips until she was obscenely displayed to the Sheriff. She shuddered and fought the urge to come when the Sheriff touched her slick pussy. She kept her fingers still as he touched her intimately. But she couldn’t stop the feeling that raced through her body, confusing her mind, humiliated but aroused by the attention of the men. “OOOHH,” she spread her legs even wider when she found her pussy suddenly impaled on the thick finger of the Sheriff. God, it filled her so much, surprised how easily it slid inside her. She wasn’t a virgin, as she busted her own hymen while masturbating, but she never had a man inside her, sure that wouldn’t last the day. The finger dug deep inside her, twisted and turned, touched places inside her that was never touched by a man before. “EEEEH,” she jumped surprised when his other finger touched her clit. Not hard, but almost like a feather brushed across it, as the bud swelled in arousal. She pushed her hips forward and shoved her clit against the finger, but also impaled her pussy on the thick finger that moved inside her. She bucked up and down, suddenly and yelled out. “GGGGGODDDD.” She came unexpectedly, her pussy gripped on the finger inside her, her hips rocked from side to side while her clit was teased by the calloused finger. The pleasure raced through her body, she wished her nipples were being touched; the tips throbbed with blood as she came. She had never felt anything like this before, the orgasm ripped through her body, unable to breathe as she humped the fingers in front of her. She didn’t even care that the men watched her cum. The orgasm crashed over her body, and left as quickly as it arrived. Emily found her body drained and humiliated, her juices ran down her thigh, the finger still inside her didn’t move. “You cum nicely Emily,” the Sheriff laughed at her shame. “Let’s see if the others can make you pop again.” He pulled his finger out of her pussy, slick with her juices. He wiped them on her thigh. The Sheriff pushed her over to the Judge, his cock out of his pants, stroked it up and down as Emily tried not to look at him. The Judge put his knees between her legs until she was forced to spread her legs wide and straddled him, her sex open and exposed again. But she was unprepared for what the Judge had in mind. Forced to open her lips again by the Judge, it wasn’t his fingers that touched her, but his tongue. She tried to push away, but Jared was behind her, and forced her forward again until she felt the hot tongue of the Judge slide along her slit. “Such a sweet tasting pussy.” The Judge pulled his lips off her slit for a second to comment. He pushed his head back between her legs, his face wet with her juices as he lapped at her pussy with enthusiasm. He made his tongue hard, fought her pussy as he entered her, slid his tongue back and forth inside her tight, hot hole. He imaged what it would feel like if it was his cock that was snuggled so tightly inside her. His tongue took long swipes of her pussy, slid up and down her slit, stopping at her clit, drawing the hard bud back into his mouth, the suction holding it trapped while his tongue lashed at it.

“NNNNOO,” she cried out in shame, his tongue inside her, ashamed at how wet she was. She panicked when he sucked her pleasure button into his mouth, afraid he would bite too hard on it, her body stiff as she waited for the expected pain. But instead, his tongue licked it, back and forth, the orgasm doing little to dampen her arousal, the unfamiliar shivers of pleasure racing through her body again. She stayed still, Jared behind her holding her in place, his hand slid over her naked cheeks almost too casually. A strange tremor in her anus as his finger slid up and down her crack, Emily forced to clench her cheeks tight. Jared spun her around, her back to the men, Jared standing to the side. “Reach back and spread your cheeks apart.” She hesitated, a cold, angry look on her face as she looked back at him, defiant in her refusal. He slapped her ass hard, the shot ringing out in the room. The Sheriff pulled his thick, black leather belt out of his pants, handing it to Jared. “Use this on her ass if she doesn’t obey.” The Sheriff hoped that she would refuse, loving to hear the screams of a girl getting her ass lashed with a belt. Emily couldn’t believe his order, wanting her to show the men her ass. Not only her ass, he wanted her to spread her cheeks, to show the men her tiny anus. She knew once exposed, they would want more, to touch her, to stick a finger inside her, never realizing how perverted men could be until she saw the Judge sodomizing Heather. The sharp sting of his hand wasn’t enough to get her to do as he wanted, but the sight of the belt and the look on the Sheriff’s face knew that he was serious. In fact she was sure that he would enjoy watching her get her ass lashed with the belt. She had no choice, her hands slowly moving behind her, gripping her cheeks and pulling them back. “Very nice, now bend over and stick your ass up in the air for us. Show us that dark little hole between your cheeks. Keep your legs spread wide, we want to see everything.” He put his hand on her back, forcing her down, her ass submissively shoved up into the air. She shuffled her legs apart wider, feeling the lips of her pussy opening up from behind, all of her sex exposed. But the men were more interested in her asshole, the tiny hole barely a speck between her cheeks. “Wider, spread those cheeks real wide.” He enjoyed the way her fingers dug into her white cheeks, yanking them harshly apart. She couldn’t stop the uncontrollable spasms in her anus, her fingers straining the tiny hole until she felt a burning, the cool air of the room seemed to rush into her bowels. Jared pushed her down, arching her ass up, humiliated that she was forced to expose her backside to the men. But it was only just beginning, feeling Jared’s fingers return to her ass cheeks, this time Emily unable to clench her cheeks tight, this time she would be forced to endure his probing fingers. The finger felt hot as it slowly circled her anus, teasing it, the spasm

increasing from the rude probing. She groaned as she felt Jared increase the pressure of his finger, her anus slowly forced open. Jared fingered her tight little knot, pressing harder as he circled the puckered opening. He was mesmerized by the way her hole slowly opened, almost as if it were welcoming his finger, Jared’s lust enraged by the sight, pushing harder until suddenly his finger plunged into her hot, sucking hole, her tight anal ring tightening on his finger like a rubber band. He had to hold her down, his hand pushing hard on her back as she screamed when he breached her asshole. “EEEGGHH,” she screamed in pain, finding her anus pierced by his finger, the burning of her anal ring racing through her body, the finger disconcerting as it moved inside her rectum. He held her down, her ass raised submissively, his finger trapped by her uncontrollable clenching of her rectum. His finger never stopped moving, pushing hard on her rectal muscles, her stomach feeling strange as he touched her from the inside. “God, what a hot, tight asshole. You should feel her tightening on my finger. I think she likes it.” He had never fingered a girl in the ass, so much tighter than a pussy, different, a round hole that seemed to suck his finger even deeper. He twisted and turned his finger inside her asshole, slowly pressing harder, making her take more of his thick finger. He watched as the first knuckle of his finger stretched her anal ring wider, slowly engulfing the knuckle, his finger sucked into her hot hole as her ring tightened on the smaller part of his finger, the knuckle trapped inside. He couldn’t stop, his finger digging deeper into her asshole, twisting and turning until he had his entire finger buried into her guts. He couldn’t believe how tight she was, her muscles rippling up and down his finger as though she was trying to pleasure him, his cock hard as a rock, imaging the feelings if his cock was inside her asshole. “NNNO MOORRREE,” she cried out in pain, the finger dry, rasping along her insides, twisting and turning deep in her bowels. How could he do such a thing? Putting his finger in such a dirty place. Her stomach cramped as the fingertip hit a bend in her bowels, feeling as if he were driving a knife inside her. She spread her legs wider, bowing her thighs, anything to relieve the pressure in her backside. She gritted her teeth, the finger relentless, always moving inside her, bending to press on her muscles. What was worse was her own muscles, Emily unable to control them, her anus clenching on and off on the thick finger embedded inside her. Jared began to pull his finger out of her ass, feeling her insides clutch on it. He stopped when only the tip was trapped by her rectum, pushing hard on the muscles, her moans increasing as he plunged his finger back inside her, her head shooting up as she screamed in pain. Back out slowly, plunging back in harshly, making her take his fingering as she bent over submissively.

She went from full to empty in seconds, his finger feeling as if it were dragging her guts out, only to tease her anal ring. Than he did the unthinkable, plunging his finger back inside her with a flick of his wrist, her asshole forced to take the full measure of his finger. Her stomach cramped as his fingertip pressed deep into her guts, touching places that were not meant to be touched. “EEEGGGG,” she screamed in pain. “Take it out,” she cried out. Her tight asshole only increased Jared’s lust, plunging his finger in and out of her resisting asshole, feeling her muscles cling to it as he pulled out, the force of re-entry pushing aside all resistance until his finger was buried deep into her colon, her hot guts wrapped around his finger. He wanted so much to fuck her in the ass, but the other men were anxious at their turn with her. He pulled his finger out of her ass, a groan of relief from Emily, her anus slapped shut as his finger left her clenching hole. “Over here.” The Sheriff’s voice rang out above all the others. Jared pushed Emily until she stood in front of him. “Turn around and pull them cheeks apart again Emily. I want to taste that tart little asshole,” licking his lips as he spun her around. Emily found her body manhandled by the Sheriff, his hands on her hips, turning her around. She couldn’t believe what the Sheriff said. It couldn’t be. No one would stick a tongue up her backside. It was just too dirty to even comprehend such a thing. Hands pushed her over, Emily’s naked body bent submissively, the Sheriff’s calloused hand between her silky thighs pushing them apart until Emily spread her legs in an un-lady-like manner. She shivered in fear when his hand cupped her sex so casually, forcing her almost up onto her toes, her ass rising up. She felt her cheeks pull apart, the cool air blowing on her anus. A sharp slap on her ass and the Sheriff’s voice boomed again. “Spread them cheeks. Real wide!” He exclaimed loudly, watching as Emily’s hands slowly slid over her cheeks until her fingers gripped the tight skin and pulled them apart. Her tiny hole expanded, the crack in her ass all but gone. He couldn’t believe how small her asshole was, in spite of Jared’s fingering of the tight passage. Emily began to sob as soon as she felt the wet kiss on her ass cheeks, the Sheriff surprising her, kissing her ass cheek almost tenderly. She shook her head back and forth, her hands trembling as she was forced to leave her backside unprotected and vulnerable. It wasn’t what she expected. He was kissing her, his lips and tongue moving up and down her cheeks, tiny love kisses on her skin. His tongue licked between her cheeks to her sex, running over the gentle swell of her buttocks before moving back up her crack. She felt his hot breath engulf her anus, feeling his mouth encircle her tiny hole. She held her breath, her fingers trembling, waiting almost anxiously for the touch on her anus.

The Sheriff sucked her ass cheeks in between his lips as he spread kisses up and down her ass. He nibbled gently on the gentle swell of her buttock where they met her silky thighs, rudely kissing her, his tongue leaving a trail of spit over her flesh. He pushed his face between her warm cheeks, feeling her muscles tighten on his face. He was too far gone, his lust having no bounds, his cock rigid as steel, his tongue snaking out of his mouth until it wiggled so lightly against her tiny hole. He made his tongue rigid as he rimmed her tiny hole, tasting the tart hole as his tongue fluttered over the clenching hole. He heard her gasp in surprise, her sobbing getting louder as he began to systematically rim her asshole. It felt so strange, his tongue almost as hard as his cock, Emily remembering it from when he stuck his cock in her mouth. She couldn’t control her own muscles, her hands pulling her cheeks apart as they tried to clench closed uncontrollably. She felt goose bumps as his tongue left a wet trail over her anus, humiliated, imagining how it must look with his head pushed between her ass cheeks. His cock throbbed each time her cheeks tried to close on his face, his tongue touching the center of her wrinkled hole, teasing at the tight opening, feeling her muscles try to keep it out. He pushed harder with his tongue, making it rigid as he struggled to breach her hole. He could feel her legs as they almost danced on the floor, Emily struggling to keep the position he required of her while in spite of the revulsion of what he was doing to her. He didn’t know how much longer he could last, his cock threatening to break out of his pants, eager to plunge into her hot, wet pussy. He grunted as his tongue pushed hard, breaching the tight hole that tried to keep him out, his rigid tongue slowly engulfed in her hot hole. It felt like a blast furnace of lust, her insides gripping his tongue as the muscles tried to force it out, the Sheriff struggling to keep it in. He made his tongue flex in and out of her hole before finally pulling it out, pulling his face away only far enough so he could watch her tiny hole struggle to close. Jared pulled Emily upright, eager to enjoy the pleasure between her legs, his cock as hard as a rock. Her naked body had teased him too long. “On the bed. Its time to get fucked.” While Emily was technically a virgin, she didn’t have a hymen, she had never felt a real live cock inside her, mostly just fruits and vegetables taking the place of a vibrator. That was about to change, sure that all of them would be inside her before they finished. She moved her body to the bed, all eyes on her naked ass as she walked, Emily feeling so self conscious the way her breasts bounced gently. She looked over at Jared, already naked, her eyes traveling down to his rigid cock that stuck out at a right angle. It was long. And hard. She couldn’t even imagine having something that big and alive inside her.

Jared moved close to her, his hand around her waist, slowly moving to rub her ass, his cock jerking when he got close enough to her, the head of his cock touching her silky skin. He pressed closer to her, his cock pushing into her ass cheek, his hand sliding to cup her sex as he rub his cock salaciously over her skin. “I’m going to enjoy being inside that hot, tight pussy.” He pushed her onto the bed, rolling her over until she was on her back. He looked down at her naked body, her thighs pressed tightly together as if she could stop him from fucking her, her nipples hard and swollen. She might not like what was going to happen to her, but she couldn’t help the way her body was responding. He kneeled on the bed, gripping her ankles in his hands, spreading her legs so he could crawl between them. His eyes were peeled to her sex as he split her open, her pink pussy revealed as he spread her legs. She was laying back, her eyes closed, her hands over her head, her fists curled into a ball. She could feel his hands on her body, spreading her legs, feeling her sex opened up to his gaze. She opened her eyes, all of the other men gathering around the bed, some of them already taking their cocks out of their pants, stroking them as they watched Jared get her ready to fuck. She couldn’t do anything as Jared spread her legs, looking down between them, Jared crawling between her thighs, his hands holding his thick cock so close to her sex. Emily felt Jared pulling her legs up towards her head, her ass rising up from the mattress. Her ass was exposed, as well as her sex, the wide expanse of her legs leaving her little protection to hide her treasures from the men. “I just love that hot little pussy.” He pulled her legs up higher. “And what a tiny asshole. Built to take a hard cock.” Her ass was pulled up high from the bed. He began to spread her open, her pussy opening up, her ass rolled up high. He let her legs go back down on the bed, making her bend her knees, her thighs spread wide, Jared kneeling between them. He looked down, her pussy still wet from cumming and the oral sex. He looked up at her, her eyes clenched tightly, her arms submissively over her head, braced for the inevitable. “Open your eyes,” wanting her to witness her own ravishment. He stroked his cock, Emily watching in awe as it grew harder and longer. He moved closer, fisting his cock until the head was pushed between her pussy lips. He moaned in pleasure as her pussy lips seemed to mold around the head of his cock, enveloping it in a blanket of hot flesh. He began to rub the head of his cock up and down her slit, paying special attention to make sure it rubbed over her clit, her pleasure button now red and swollen. She opened her eyes, her body shaking as she felt the unmistakable touch of his rigid member between her pussy lips. She couldn’t deny the pleasure that ran through her body when she felt the hot flesh sliding along her slit. But she also felt the fear of taking such a large cock inside her, sure that Jared would not be a gentle lover, only interested in taking the pleasure that her virgin body had to offer. And than there were the others, all of them standing over her prone, naked body, their hands slowly stroking their naked cocks in front

of her, each waiting their turn to take her. Her ass rose up, an almost silent moan from her lips as Jared rubbed his throbbing flesh over her clit. God, it felt so good. She felt Jared’s hand fumbling between her legs until she felt his huge weapon being shoved up against her tight hole. Her tiny opening was dwarfed by his thick cock, Emily feeling the pressure building as Jared became anxious. Jared couldn’t wait any longer, taking his cock and placing it against her pussy. He gripped her hips in his hands, pulling her body up, arranging her to accept his hard cock. He pushed with his hips, first gently, than harder as his lust overcame his senses. He had to get inside her. He gave a sudden jerk of his hips, rewarded with success as the head of his cock forced brutally inside her tight hole. Her pussy engulfed the head of his cock in a tight band that forced the blood from the head. It felt like a hot vice had gripped his cock. “EEEEHHH,” Emily finding her pussy suddenly filled with hot, throbbing flesh, jerking inside her. She didn’t think she could ever stretch that wide, her pussy squeezing his cock as if it was enjoying the feeling of being so full. “Don’t move,” she begged him, spreading her legs out wider, anything to relieve the pain between her legs. Jared was beyond reason, his hips pressuring hard, Emily finding her pussy slowly filled with hot flesh that pushed aside all resistance. It felt like a giant log that filled her so completely, Jared grunting with each shove of his hips. She felt his cock pull out, pause, than push back in, each time driving deeper into her virgin body. Her senses were overtaken with feelings that she couldn’t comprehend. It wasn’t like any of the hard, unyielding fruits and vegetables that took the place of vibrators. No, this was hot, pulsating flesh that moved inside her with purpose, pushing aside all resistance to take her as she had never been taken before. And she hated to admit that it felt good. Yes, it hurt, hard to take something that big inside her without a bit of pain. But it was a different sore of pain, igniting a tingling between her legs that could only be clenched by his cock. Jared began to roll her hips, each time feeding her more of his cock, the thick head spreading her insides open. Jared had half of his cock inside her, his hands moving her body, her insides clenching so possessively on his cock. He could see the look on her face. She was no longer protesting what was happening to her body, instead was almost actively participating in it. Her hips began to move by themselves, Jared removing his hands. He lay down on top of her body, taking the weight off by propping himself on his arms, staring deeply into her eyes as he began to fuck her. Fuck her with deep strokes, each time burying more of his cock inside her, her hips rising up to take him willingly, her hot pussy welcoming his hard cock. “Fuck me back,” he whispered into her ear. He felt her tighten her pussy on his cock. “Yes, you like this don’t you Emily.” He teased her as she began to enjoy the ravishment. He pushed hard with his hips, a sharp intake of her breath signaling the deep thrust of his cock inside her. Almost all of his cock was inside her and Jared was unable to contain his lust any longer, needing to fuck her hard and cum.

She couldn’t believe how wet she was, able to hear the sound of his cock plunging in and out of her drenched sex. Jared was taking her fully now, making her take the full measure of his cock with each thrust and Emily found her hips rising up to meet each thrust. She couldn’t believe how good it felt, wishing she had done this long ago. She almost forgot the other men grouped around her, older men stroking their cocks while they waited their turn inside her. Jared’s hips were a blur as he fucked her fast and hard, his cock banging against her cervix with a powerful thud each time, but that failed to deter Emily, her hips rising up to meet each stroke. Jared’s fingers went to her breasts, his fingers plucking her nipples until a strange hardness tingled all the way down between her legs. His fingers began to get harsher, pinching her nipples, but it only forced her to tighten her pussy on his cock, her moan of pleasure making him squeeze her nipples harder. She knew she wouldn’t last much longer and neither could Jared, his breathing more ragged. He pinched her nipples again, rewarded with a tightening of her pussy on his cock. He pinched the swollen tips harder between his fingers, her hips grinding on his cock, Emily seemed to be relishing the pain. “Such a good fuck Emily. Get ready to cum with me.” His hips were a blur, fucking her with abandonment, the harsh slap of naked flesh filling the room as he fucked her. “Wrap your legs around and cum with me.” He could believe that she could get any tighter, but when her slim legs locked behind his back it felt like a hot furnace engulfing his cock. He pumped her four more times, each time making her take the full measure of his cock, plunging deep inside of her with the last thrust. He held his breath, his cock buried deep inside her. He felt the cum race up from his balls, the head of his cock swell and then the tingling that raced through his body as he unloaded the first load of cum in her receptive body. Her body was a mass of emotions, from her tingling nipples, the pain mixing with the pleasure, to her pussy, filled with his rampaging cock, buried deep inside her. She could feel it swell inside her, jerking and twitching. Emily could tell from the look on Jared’s face that he was ready to cum. She tightened all of her muscles, gripping the thick flesh inside her, rubbing her clit up and down on the shaft that protruded from her until she felt the familiar pleasure racing to her brain. “Cum in me,” she screamed out, feeling his cock jerk and than the strange sensation as if a fire hose was blasting her insides. She felt his hot cum bathing her insides, the new feeling driving the orgasm from her body. “YYYYYEEESS,” she screamed out. Her body jerked and twisted, her hips pumping up and down as Jared’s cock continued to shoot gallons of cum into her receptive pussy. There was so much that she felt it running down her thighs as his cock continued to plunge in and out of her while spending his seed. His balls ached as he came, her insides gripping his cock, spasms of her muscles rippling up and down his shaft, drawing the cum from deep inside his balls. He pumped her hard and fast, grunting as he came abundantly inside her.

He finally collapsed on top of her, his cock shrinking, her pussy slowly squeezing it out with such pleasurable feelings. “I can’ breathe” Emily was trapped beneath Jared’s sweat drenched body. He finally pulled up, his cock slowly dragging out of her pussy. It came out with a loud pop, a river of cum falling out behind it. He got off of her, Emily looked at his cock, a far cry from the hard flesh that just made her cum. She felt someone towel between her legs too harshly, wiping the cum from her. She saw the Sheriff, naked, kneeling down between her legs. The Sheriff couldn’t wait, wiping the cum from her. He grabbed her ankles, spinning her over onto her stomach. He gripped her hips unceremoniously, pulling her ass up until she was on her knees. He pushed down on her back. “Keep that ass up in the air for me.” He spread her thighs, too excited to wait for her. He pushed his cock against her wet hole, driving his cock inside her with a powerful thrust, his hands holding her hips, forcing her onto his cock like a sock. “EEEEEGGG,” his head shot up, roaring with lust as her insides clung to his cock as he plunged inside her. Emily found herself on her knees, humiliated to be taken doggy style, but unable to do anything as she suddenly found her pussy filled with hard cock again. She couldn’t even move, the Sheriff’s hands holding her hips tightly, dancing her pussy up and down his cock. She hung her head submissively as the Sheriff took her, his cock plunging in and out of her with abandonment. Emily was ashamed as the Sheriff’s flabby stomach slapped noisily against her ass cheeks with each punishing stroke. She was only a receptacle for his lust, his cock fucking her for less than a couple of minutes before he dumped his cum inside her. He bellowed loudly as he came. The rest were a blur, Emily’s naked body was twisted and turned by the men as the took out their perverted lust on her, her pussy filled with all different shapes and sizes of cock. From short fat cocks that stretched her pussy to the breaking, to long skinny ones that felt as if it were a spear driven through her body. All of them eagerly filling her once virgin pussy, all of them cumming deep inside her. The last one finally collapsed on top of her, Emily pushed him off when she could no longer breathe. She could barely dress herself, walking was difficult, her panties were already filled with a puddle of cum that was dumped inside her, now it was flooding out in torrents. They let her take a shower, watching her, stroking their cocks, one of them even shooting his cum on her as she cleansed her body. She was finally led back to her cell. She curled up into a ball on the bed, her thighs clenched tightly together. All she could remember was the delicious feeling that Jared had given her with his cock, the rest of them just a blur.

Chapter 7 Final Perversions The Sheriff sat on the bed with Jessica, his hand around her shoulder, his other hand casually fondling her breast almost unconsciously as he talked to her. He was enjoying her hand, fondling his hard cock through his pants, her eagerness to please a delight. “We are going to let you leave tomorrow morning.” He saw the way her eyes brightened up. He waited for a moment before adding. “Just a little going away party for you and the others tonight.” Her hand stopped rubbing his cock. She couldn’t believe the good news. Tomorrow she would be able to put this ordeal behind her. She felt the Sheriff’s cock swell beneath her touch. Then he said it. The party; Jessica knew that the men would take out their perversions on her body one more time, but she hoped that she would be able to withstand what they would do to her, sure that they would push the limits, expecting her to perform all manner of perversions. “What are you going to do to me?” Her voice cracked as she said it. “All you have to do is cooperate as you have been doing Jessica. We’re going to avail ourselves of your lovely, tight body one last time before you leave.” He waited, letting the news sink in. “And the over girls will be there also, though I suspect not as willing as you are.” He reached down to open his trousers, shoving her warm, smooth hand inside his shorts, almost cumming when her hand gripped his thick shaft. “YYYEEESS, make me cum now,” leaning back to enjoy the girl’s expert stroking of his cock. He screamed out in pleasure after five minutes of her masturbation, his hot cum flooding over her hand. Meanwhile, Emily was getting the same news, the Judge sitting in the chair across from her, smiling as he gazed between her spread thighs, her skirt pulled up high to expose her tightly fitting panties that outlined her slit. He enjoyed her red face as he forced her to expose herself to him, his hand in his lap casually stroking his cock. “You will be released tomorrow. Provided you keep silent about what happened here. We have some very lovely pictures and movies of your naked body as you showed it to us. No one would believe that you were forced to do any of it. Not that it mattered, so many of your friends and family would see it on the Internet.” He paused for a second. “Pull your panties to the side. Show me your naked pussy,” seeing the look in her eyes at his order. Her hands trembled as she pulled the white panties to the side, her lovely slit exposed. “Now open up, show me your pink.” He reached into his pants and pulled out his cock. He began to stroke it as she exposed her insides, already wet. “Just one last party today for all of the girls. One last time for us to enjoy your humiliation Emily. Rub your pussy and cum for me Emily.”

Emily felt so embarrassed, pulling her skirt up, spreading her legs so wide that they hung over the arms of the chairs. She waited for the rest of the news, and when the Judge finally added about the party tonight, Emily knew that they wouldn’t let her leave without one last time forcing her to humiliate herself. At least the other girls would also be there, not sure if that was good or bad. The Judge was openly masturbating his cock in front of her and he expected her to do the same, her panties pushed to the side, her fingers holding her pussy open to his glaring eyes. She tried to put the Judge out of her mind as she began to masturbate, but it was difficult, his heavy breathing and the slap of his hand on his cock distracting her. It took ten minutes, ten embarrassing minutes before she came, the Judge cumming at the same time, shooting his hot cum across the floor to land in front of her. He finally left, sated in his lust for the short term. At least until tonight. ***** Heather found herself being led down the hallway to the showers again, the cattle prod in the Deputy’s hand was all that was needed to induce her cooperation. She stripped her clothes from her body, her back to the Deputy as she showered, feeling his eyes burning through her body as she did. He teased her with the towel, making her put her hands at her sides so he could eyes her naked breasts, finally making her spread her legs so he could see her pussy, Heather snatching the towel and wrapping it around her as soon as he let it go. In her cell she found a new set of clothes, not surprised that it consisted of a short skirt, and a tee shirt that would barely cover her breasts. Absent was the bra, but she was relieved that at least a pair of panties were provided, white low cut panties that she was sure were at least one size too small. “I’ll be back in an hour. Be ready,” snapping the cattle prod against the bars, the blue spark dancing between the metal. She didn’t know what was going to happen, but she would put up as much resistance as she could muster. She would never surrender to their perversities. She did dress, slipping into the tight panties, pulling them up, feeling the pressure as the material clung so tightly to her vulva. She pulled on the skirt, the end of it barely covering the bottom of her panties. The tee shirt was last, slipping it over her naked breasts, feeling the material slide over her nipples. If she was at school, she would have thought how sexy she looked, but here, she looked like jail bait, ready and asking to be raped. Sure that is how they wanted it, sure that is what would happen, resigned to be raped again, fighting as much as she could. She waited on the bed, her eyes scanning the door at any sound. The door squeaked open ominously, the Sheriff and the Deputy both entering. The Deputy opened the cell door, the Sheriff banging the cattle prod along the bars as he entered the cell. “A beautiful little schoolgirl looking to get fucked.” He spun Heather around, the Deputy waiting with a pair of manacles,

taking his time as he put the heavy metal cuffs on her wrists, the large chain running between the manacles clanging noisily. The Deputy spun Heather around, the manacles forcing her chest out, not able to resist sliding his fingers along the naked stomach. “Love those titties.” He looked into her eyes as his fingers snaked up her warm, silky skin, cupping the twin globes so affectionately. She had a defiant look in her eyes, but he could almost make out her surrender, the heavy manacles giving her little chance for any resistance. Once inside the room, he would secure her legs. And than for the final injustice. He couldn’t wait to see her face when they did it to her. Her skin crawled as the Deputy openly fondled her breasts. At least they were still covered, but his calloused fingers dug deep furrows into her firm flesh, squeezing them harshly. He snapped her nipples, the pain shooting into the tips raced quickly to her brain. He finally stopped and the Sheriff stuck the cattle prod in her back. Heather quickly marched forward, anything to not feel the blazing shock of the cattle prod. She was led down the hall, catching a quick glimpse of the other girls in the cells, all dressed in similar outfits, their eyes scanning hers as they passed. The Deputy opened the door to a large room, her terror increased as she saw the bondage chains. Even the furniture was threatening, all heavy wooden frames and tables, rough hewn wood, rubbed raw in the corners. There was no one else there, Heather was the first. “Where do you think?” The Sheriff quizzed the Deputy as to where to bind Heather for the party, sure that she wouldn’t cooperate, but none was needed, her body would be open and available to anyone that wanted to possess her. In any hole. “The slanted table might be nice. It adjusts easily. Her head can be pulled back off the end for deep penetration. Her legs can be thrown over her head for anyone that wants her asshole. She should be able to take a lot of pounding on it.” He was already walking over to the table, readying the iron and leather cuffs on the corners. It was as if she wasn’t there, the Deputy talking to the Sheriff, already planning her rape. Her head, he had mentioned deep penetration, no way would she allow them to stick their filthy cocks in her mouth. They would do at their own peril, Heather willing to teach them a painful lesson, biting their cock in spite of what they might do to her in retaliation. It would be worth it. She didn’t struggle as they took the manacles off her wrists. They were so heavy, and the iron dug into her skin, sure that it was slicing her wrists. She found her body pushed to a long table that sloped, either way by the looks of the fulcrum in the center. The Deputy pushed her until she lay flat on her back, her legs clamped tightly together. She looked up, both of them on either side of her head, her hands gripped by them and drawn up, each ready with a leather strap that felt

soft compared to the manacles, Heather not protesting as they did the large leather too tight. She tugged on them, finding it left little room for her to move. “What about her legs?” The Sheriff had already made up his mind, picking up a six foot wooden pole, a pair of leather straps drilled at each end. “A nice spreader bar. Nothing nicer than a girl with her legs spread real wide. And this would sure remind her how obscene she is spread.” He saw the look on Heather’s face as he brought the bar and let it fall noisily on the table. She began to kick, seeing all of her options quickly disappearing. “Grab a leg quick,” the Sheriff shouted to the Deputy. Before Heather could do much damage, her legs finding only empty air before powerful hands gripped her ankles and held her still. One leg was secured by the Sheriff, grinning up at her as his other hand casually caressed her leg. “Spread her open,” the Sheriff eager to get her in position. They still had the final act that Heather was not expecting. Heather struggled, but the Deputy easily overpowered her, his two powerful hands making her straddle the bar, yanking her leg open until it felt as if her crotch would split up the middle. He made short work of securing her slim ankle to the bar, releasing her leg, Heather making the bar rattle noisily as she tried to shake free. She finally stopped, her legs quickly tiring from the useless attempt. They had secured her and nothing she could do would change that. She saw both of them standing over her, her arms bound to the table, her legs obscenely by the bar, unable to stop them from doing anything to her body. “Ready,” the Sheriff pulled the ring gag out of his pocket, the Deputy reaching down to pinch Heather’s nose tight, her head tossed back and forth until the Deputy’s strength overpowered her. She lay motionless, her lips clenched tightly together, her chest barely rising, unable to breathe. The men where waiting, and Heather was confused to as what they wanted. It wasn’t as if they were going to make her suck their cock, both of them had not even taken their cock out. She struggled as long as she could, her head growing dizzy as she struggled to stay conscious. Her nose hurt where the deputy pinched it so tight it brought tears to her eyes. She could see stars as she suffered from the lack of air. Finally surrendering, her lips parted open, sucking in some of the precious air she sought. Her chest began to rise as her lungs slowly filled. She didn’t have time to react before she felt the Deputy’s fingers press into the corner of her mouth. She caught a glimpse of something pink slip by her face, the Sheriff bringing it so close to her eyes that she couldn’t focus on it. Her main concern was the Deputy’s fingers that plunged into the corner of her mouth, yanking it harshly open.

The Sheriff raced to get the leather ‘O’ ring gag in Heather’s mouth. Too bad she couldn’t admire it first, not that she would recognize it at first. It was so pretty, the Sheriff buying the one that was covered in pink leather, feminine for the lovely girls that would find it thrust into their mouth. The ring was over 1 ½” wide, much wider than most girls mouths. He wanted to make sure they fully realized the control he had over them. It was covered in soft leather, pink in this case, but that would do little to cushion the stretching it would force on the unwilling victim. The Deputy had already slipped his fingers in her mouth, the Sheriff thrusting the large ring between her lips, yanking her mouth open so wide that Heather began to drool down her chin. He snapped the ring behind her teeth, locking it in place, taking the leather strap and snapping it closed behind her head. He pulled it extra tight. There would be a lot of men that would avail themselves of Heather’s lovely mouth tonight, he wouldn’t want it to slip out accidentally. He stepped back, admiring his work. Heather thought her jaw was broken, the strange object thrust into her mouth, the men’s fingers reaching and pushing until they had it secured, their foul tasting fingers finally leaving her. She could taste leather, finding something pushed hard against her teeth, yanking her mouth open in a wide “O” that left her vulnerable. She tried to close her mouth, finding it impossible. She could feel the drool running down her chin as if she were a baby. The Deputy lined the small mirror in front of her face. “Take a look Heather. What do you think?” He laughed when he saw the terror in her eyes as she saw just how vulnerable she was. “You’re going to suck a lot of cock tonight. And drink a gallon of cum before everyone is finished with you. And don’t think it will just be your pretty mouth. I’m sure that many will eagerly shove their thick cocks down your throat, your choking and gagging bringing so much joy to them.” NO, NO, the image shooting back at her, her mouth so open and vulnerable. And the Deputy’s boasts were not idle threats, more men already entering the room, catching a glimpse of her over in the corner so helpless that they almost rushed over to get into line. She struggled but could do little to dislodge the strange ring that kept her mouth open. “Welcome Judge,” the Sheriff shaking the Judge’s hand. “I thought you might like to be the first with Heather. Since you also enjoyed her anal virginity the other day.” The Judge needed no more encouragement, the enjoyment of Heather’s asshole bringing such delight to him, sure that her mouth would be just as enjoyable, the greatest pleasure gotten from forcing her into the degrading acts. He stripped off his clothes, his hand reaching down to stroke his already hard cock. “You going to be a good girl and make me cum?” He teased her, knowing her acceptance was not needed. The Deputy tied another strap around her

forehead, pinning her to the board beneath her, keeping her from turning away from his cock, a clear shot down her throat now arranged. He pushed her head down a bit lower, leaning over her from the end. “It’s going to tickle a bit when my balls sit on your eyes and nose. But that will be the least of your problems.” His cock was already glistening with his juices, sliding forward until his cock was poised over her open mouth. His cock jumped when he felt the hot air of her rapid breathing touch the head of his cock. He stroked his cock up and down slowly, not wanting to cum soon, wanting to enjoy her as long as he could before he came on her face and in her mouth. Her head was low, the blood rushing to her brain. But that was the least of her problems, the shadow of the Judge passing over her as he leaned over, Heather feeling the unmistakable prickle of the hair on his balls sliding over her forehead, her eyes and finally his balls split into two by the peak of her nose. She could barely see but she could smell his cock, only inches from her gaping mouth. She tried to turn away but the new strap on her forehead kept her pinned like a butterfly on display. She felt the hot skin of his cock sliding along her face, his hand holding the head of his cock as it dragged along her silky skin. She could feel the unmistakable trail of sticky cum on her cheek as he moved it closer to her mouth. She grew scared as it moved over her widely stretched lips, but Heather was unable to do anything. The Judge was enjoying himself with Heather, the look of desperation on her face was priceless as he dragged his cock all over her face, leaving a trail of cum as he did. He painted her lips with his cock as if it were a lipstick tube, leaving her lips slick with his abundant crème. His cock jerked and throbbed the closer to her mouth it got, her hot breathe blowing on as she hissed and gurgled beneath the ring gag. He couldn’t wait to get inside her hot mouth. Or down her throat, wanting to enjoy the pleasures of her clenching throat as it fought the painful intrusion of his cock inside it. “Are you ready to suck cock Heather?” He could see her eyes pleading with him, the first sign of surrender from her since they arrested her. He fisted his cock and let it slip inside her lips, running it around the gaping hole, enjoying the way her tongue fluttered inside her mouth, trying to escape the inevitable taste of his cock and cum. Luckily the ring was big, the Judge stroking his cock as he held it just inside her mouth, pumping it up and down until he felt the unmistakable tingle in his balls. He shot out a tiny spurt of cum, clenching his prostrate to stop the inevitable cum, wanting Heather to enjoy the full mouth fuck. He watched the thick, milky crème fall into her mouth, landing conveniently on her tongue. The look of disgust on her face was worth the effort. “Don’t like the taste of cum Heather? By time we’re finished tonight, you’ll have a belly full. I hear it is full of protein”. She felt his cock entering her mouth, rubbing along her inner lips, from the top of her mouth to the bottom. She pulled her tongue back, hoping to escape the cum from his cock, but she felt him masturbating into her mouth, his hand

pumping his cock up and down slowly, Heather forced to wait with her mouth open submissively for him to cum in her mouth. She heard his groan and than felt it, sounding like a loud thud as she felt a hot crème land on her tongue. She tried to stay as still as long as she could, but she felt it slowly running down to the back of her mouth. She had no choice, afraid of choking on it as it slid slowly down her throat. She moved her tongue, the salty taste instantly assaulted her taste buds. It was worse than the small taste she received before. This was thick, sticking to her tongue. And overpowering salty, the tiny amount on her tongue seemed to fill her mouth, mixing powerfully with her spit. She gulped as she tried to swallow it, her mouth filling with saliva as she struggled to get rid of the foul taste. She tugged her arms, her legs making the bar bang on the table. She would never be able to stand it when the Judge came in her mouth. There was a reason she hated oral sex, finally experiencing the real reason. “What’s the matter Honey? Don’t like cum?” He left his cock in her mouth, his hips moving gently from side to side, his cock jerking in pleasure each time her tongue accidentally slid over the head. “If you think that’s bad. Wait until you swallow my cock?” He laughed loudly, pushing his hips until the head of his cock pushed out the side of one cheek. “Yes, I like that.” His cock fit just right into her mouth, her lips closed softly around the thick head giving it just the right amount of pressure as he began to fuck his hips back and forth, driving his cock in and out of her mouth. His cock filled her mouth, moving around inside, dragging from one cheek to the other. And she could see that only a portion of it was in her mouth, the thick shaft only half the way in. He wouldn’t. Not in her throat. Sure, she had heard of deep throating, but that was porn movies. No one really did that. Did they? His cock slid along her lips, Heather unable to do anything, trying to keep her tongue out of the way when the head of his cock shoved farther into her mouth. She accidentally fluttered her tongue over the head of his cock, her tongue bathed with more of his pre-cum, shoving her tongue to one side, hoping to avoid any more. His hips began to move, his shaft dragging back and forth over her lips, sliding along her tongue, Heather unable to escape the large cock that filled her mouth to overflowing. His balls sat on her face, his prickly hair rubbing back and forth as his hips moved was bad enough, but his hips were driving his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth with each thrust. She feared what he would do when her mouth was no longer able to accept the full measure of his cock. He stroked her face as he fucked her mouth, fighting the urge to cum as her nose tickled his balls as they slid across her face. “Such a hot, tight mouth Heather. You were born to be a cock sucker.” Her tongue dashed from side to side in her mouth, always trying to escape the head of his cock, never failing to please him instead as it lashed over the head that it was trying to avoid. She had over half of his cock in her mouth, but there was so much more to go. He tightened his hands on her head, in spite of the strap that kept her trapped

beneath him. He wanted her to feel the power he had over her. “MMMMGGG,” he moaned as his cock head slid to the back of her throat, enjoying the way her body tightened up, her legs beginning to thrash about. She knew what was going to happen and could do nothing to stop the inevitable. “Yeeesss,” he purred as the Judge pushed harder with his hips, his cock head jammed into a smaller and smaller opening, the hot flesh of her throat slowly engulfing the helmet of his cock. “GGGGODDDD, what a tight throat,” he moaned in pleasure, the incredible pressure put on the head of his cock as he slowly pushed it into her throat. She panicked when the head of his cock hit the back of her mouth. “GGGGHH,” was the muffled response as she gagged, the thick head banging against her tonsils. NO! The pressure was incredible, feeling like a baseball bat was being jammed down her gullet. She felt the burning, her stomach turning over and over, Heather fighting the urge to vomit, afraid she would choke to death. The Judge was relentless, his grunting as he shoved harder with his hips. She felt her throat slowly forced open, the head of his cock so hard as it fought her straining muscles to keep it out, but she was losing the battle. “GGGHHH,” choking, her throat involuntarily opening from the powerful gag that turned her stomach, the Judge waiting for the opportunity with his hips. A sudden jerk of his hips and she found her throat suddenly impaled on the thick flesh of the Judge’s cock, plugging her throat as she huffed and puffed to breathe through her nose. She couldn’t believe the burning, her stomach turning over as the muscles of her throat clenched uncontrollably to push the invader out. “EEEEH,” the Judge’s head raised up as he screamed in pleasure, his cock suddenly popping into her resisting throat. It felt like a vice gripping the head of his cock, her muscles rippling up and down as her throat began to spasm in response to the cruel invasion of his cock. “God, your gonna skin it alive,” he yelled in pleasure. “You should see the scared look in her eyes,” the Deputy remarked, tears running down Heather’s cheeks. “That’s okay baby,” the Judge stroking her chin as if she were a pet. He pushed with his hips, feeling her body jerk as his cock shoved another millimeter into her constraining throat. He made his cock jerk in her throat, rewarded with a gag that opened her throat again, another quick shove with his hips forced her to take another inch of cock in her throat. He enjoyed the way her throat muscles rippled up and down his cock, bringing such unbelievable pleasure to his cock. She couldn’t believe that her throat contained the thick cock, but the burning and the constant choking and gagging made it all real. She huffed through her nose, trying to fill her lungs with the precious air, her throat blocked by the hot flesh of the Judge. He was stroking her face as if she should be enjoying it, but all she could do was fight the urge to vomit each time his cock

wormed deeper into her throat. She couldn’t even control her muscles, each time she gagged only aided the Judge in shoving his cock farther into the breach of her throat. She only wished he would cum, cum in her mouth and end the terrible throat rape. Anything was better than it was now. The Judge needed to cum soon, his balls aching to release a load in her hot mouth. “Ready for a throat fuck Heather. Just try to relax as best you can.” He pulled his cock from her throat, feeling the intense pressure on the head until it popped from her throat with a loud audible pop. She huffed and puffed beneath him, her tongue even wagging back and forth over the head of his cock almost in appreciation of him taking his cock out of her throat. He twisted his cock inside her mouth, her lips tightly around the shaft. Without warning, he flicked his hip forward, a gag the only reward as the slick head of his cock popped into her gullet again. This time he shoved hard, driving over an inch of cock into her throat before the pressure became too much. He jerked his cock in her throat as he muscles rippled up and down the helmet, a gag allowing him to shove another inch into the tight hole. “YEEEEAAAHH,” pulling his cock out, her tongue moving energetically over the head of his cock. “Yes, you’re learning to please me. Lick the head and I’ll give you a bit of cum to taste.” Even the threat of cum in her mouth failed to deter Heather, her tongue slapping back and forth over the head of his cock, paying special attention to his piss hole as if she was welcoming the cum. She had to stop the vicious throat fuck, her throat rubbed raw, the choking and gagging making her stomach churn. She licked the head of his cock as if she were enjoying the forced blowjob, tasting the cum leaking from the head, but at least she could breathe. She sucked his cock, hoping to make him orgasm in her mouth, resigned to swallowing his filthy cum. He stroked his cock in and out of her mouth, each time stopping when she choked as it hit the opening of her throat. He was driving his hips faster and faster, Heather realizing that he would soon empty his cum in her mouth, resigned to swallowing the salty paste as fast as she could. “What a cocksucker,” the Judge exclaimed in pleasure. “She going to suck me dry.” He pumped faster and faster, groaning in pleasure, his balls tingling as they dragged across her face. “EEEEEEEHHHHH,” he shoved his hips forward as he felt the tingle race from his balls to the head of his cock, the piss hole opening up wide to dump the first load of cum into her unwilling mouth. He felt her tongue bathed with cum as it continued to tease the head of his cock with its rough texture. She clenched her face tight as the Judge began to cum, her tongue flooded with the hot crème, the foul salty taste filling her oral cavity. It felt like gallons of cum, Heather struggling with the need to swallow, the thick crème barely sliding down into her stomach. He must have came four times, each time his cum shooting out as if from a fire hose, some of it making her choke as it shot

to the back of her throat. She choked and sputtered, cum shooting out her nose as struggled to take such an abundant amount of thick cum in her mouth and swallow it. Finally she was relieved, feeling his cock shrinking in her mouth, now feeling limp and lifeless as it sat heavily on her tongue. She pushed it out with her tongue, feeling it jump each time her tongue rasped over the end. He couldn’t believe the orgasm that she had induced in him, the tremors racing from his balls to his cock as he unleashed a torrent of cum into her unwilling mouth. She gulped and choked, forced to swallow or suffocate from the abundant crème that filled her mouth until her cheeks swelled. He enjoyed her tongue as it pushed his cock from her mouth, leaving a trail of cum on her lips. “You can’t believe how much pleasure your mouth brought me Heather.” He pulled up from her, her face covered with tears, her nose and lips glistening with cum. He scooped the cum from her upper lips, rubbing it over her lips and in her mouth. “Don’t want you to miss any,” he teased her, pulling back just in time to see Jessica and Emily enter the room. Heather was relieved when the Judge pulled off of her body, her eyes able to see something beside his ass hanging over her, the taste of his cum still filling her mouth, but at least she could breathe. She saw other people in the room, at least ten men, but also the other two girls. Jessica and Emily, she had heard their names from the men that had fucked her. It became dark again, Heather not even able to see who it was, not that it mattered, feeling a long cock sliding along her lips to slip into her gaping mouth. NO! NOT AGAIN! It slid into her mouth without any effort, sliding over her cum slick lips, banging against the sides of her cheeks as it sought out the depths of her mouth. She felt the balls slide over her forehead and than the heavy balls stopped on her nose, the man driving his shaft into her mouth. Her throat went from empty to full in seconds, the man impatient, not caring as she choked and gagged on the long, skinny cock that felt like a spear as it entered her throat. Not as thick as the Judge’s, her throat was still too small, but the man drove it deeper in her gullet, feeling like it was going to pop out into her stomach. Her stomach turned as she choked, the man beginning to fuck her mouth and throat, Heather lashing at the shaft hoping to induce the orgasm that would stop the brutal rape of her mouth for the second time in minutes. It was hours before they released her. Her mouth was raped at least five times. When they grew tired of her struggles, her bound and spread legs were thrust up high, almost over her head. The first of many cocks entered her, the most painful shoved harshly up her sore asshole, pounding down all resistance as she was sodomized. The sound of lust filled the room, Heather knowing that it was not just her that was being taken brutally. When they released her, she bent over, coughing and spitting up the gallons of cum that was forced down her throat. She could barely walk, her asshole a burning hole. *****

Emily was walking along side of Jessica, hoping that she could somehow protect her, knowing that it was an unreal expectation. The room they entered was filled with at least ten men, Emily realizing that the three girls would have to sexually service them all before they would leave them alone. Emily saw Heather’s predicament, bound on a table, a strange device keeping her mouth open, a man bent over her, his cock deeply embedded into her mouth as he face fucked her. Even her legs were tied and spread, available to any man that wanted to fuck her. She looked around the room, a couch and some chairs, but the prominent pieces of furniture were the two large beds. “Hello little lady,” the voice sounding so soft as Emily turned to see who it was. She was surprised, a priest or past priest, dressed in the black shirt and pants and the unmistakable white collar, a heavy gold cross around his neck. What was a Priest doing here? Did he know what was going on? Maybe he would get her out of her. “Father?” Her voice was puzzled. “Pastor Johnson. I have the small parish in this town. But you can call me Pastor John like everyone else.” He looked at her, as good as the Judge had said. “Pastor Johnson.” She nodded to him, breaking away from Jessica, two men already catching up to her and pushing her towards one of the empty beds. She leaned over to him, whispering quietly. “Can you get me out of here?” Her eyes pleaded with him. “Sorry child, but you have been arrested. I hear you’re being released tomorrow. All you have to do is cooperate tonight and you are free to go.” He paused for a moment while the news sank in. “And the Judge told me all about you. I usually like the boys that they arrest, but they said I could enjoy you the same way.” He loved a nice tight asshole around his cock. The Judge said that no one had sodomized Emily yet. And she was reluctant, enjoying the gasps of surprise when he first put his cock in a virgin asshole. Even if it was a female, he was sure that the sensation would be just as pleasurable. He was part of them, just as perverted as them, though she wasn’t sure what he meant about boys. She didn’t have time to think about it, his hand going around her shoulder, guiding her over to the unoccupied bed. Another man appeared along side them. The Bank President nodded familiarly to Emily. “Remember me Emily. Mathew with the long cock in your throat.” His cock grew in his pants as he remembered the way he brutally took her throat with his cock. “Yes Sir,” bumping into the bed.

“Get that cute little body on the bed Emily. “We’re going to make you feel real good. And you’re going to do the same for us.” The Pastor watched her ass as she crawled into the center of the bed. “Prop some pillows behind your back and sit in the center.” Mathew Banker moved to the other side of the bed, taking off his jacket and tie before he got into bed. Emily found herself trapped between the two men, both of them having erections that bulged out their pants, Emily afraid of how they would make her service them. Her short skirt had ridden up high on her legs, her thighs tightly together. She could feel her nipples already pointed, the tee shirt scraping almost sensuously over them as she had walked. Pastor John’s hand slid down to her naked leg, feeling her jump from the unexpected touch. “Such smooth silky skin,” his hand running up and down her legs, moving closer to her tender inner thighs. “Relax your legs Emily.” He felt her surrender, his hand finding her inner thigh with ease, her muscles relaxed. He pushed out on her thighs, feeling her legs began to part. Mathew moved close to Emily, his hand on the side of her head, turning her towards him, his mouth coming down to cover her, his tongue eagerly seeking the hot depths of her mouth. His other hand moved up her side, feeling her body jerk as he slowly caressed her side until he found the gentle swell of her breast. No bra, he liked that, his hand able to encircle her firm flesh, squeezing her youthful breast in his hand. Her tongue responded to his, knowing that any resistance was futile, surrender the only alternative. They pounced on her as if she was a defenseless lamb and they were wolves. Mathew kissed her, his breath not as bad as the Sheriff’s but his tongue bathed the inside of her cheeks, swapping spit with her. She submissively tongued him back, at least it wasn’t his cock that was in her mouth this time. The Pastor was not idle, his hand forcing her to part her legs, his hands moving up and down her inner thighs, his hands at least soft as she felt him moving higher and higher with each stroke of his hand. The fingers tickled along the edge of her panties, teasing the tiny hairs that popped out the edge, a tingling between her legs that she tried to suppress. Her legs spread wider, the Pastor pinching her tender thigh until she complied, her other leg touching Mathew’s. She felt the powerful grip of Mathew on her breast, squeezing her flesh harshly, Emily ashamed that her nipple was already hard. It seemed to swell beneath his touch. Mathew pulled away from her, his lips glistening with his spit. He felt her leg touching his, seeing the Pastor was having success with playing between her legs, forcing her to spread them wider, long lean naked legs revealed. Not to be outdone, he looked into her eyes as his fingers tickled along her naked stomach, leaving a trail of goose bumps as his fingers slipped beneath the tiny tee shirt that hide her naked breasts from his view. His fingertips slid along her breasts, the flesh firm with barely a bit of sag. He moved his fingers up over her naked

breasts, watching them beneath the tee shirt, moving so close to her nipples. Her nipples seem to grow before his eyes as his fingers moved close to them, running his finger around them without quite touching them. He thought he saw her arching her back as if she wanted him to touch her. He teased her, never quite touching them, the hardened tips pushing out the tee shirt obscenely. She couldn’t deny the feelings of arousal. In spite of her revulsion of what the men were doing to her unwilling body, she felt her pussy getting wet and her nipples throbbed with pleasure. She spread her legs wider, bending her knees as she raised them up and than spread them back, leaving the open plane of her sex available to Pastor John. He wasted no time, his finger tracing over her mound, Emily shivering in pleasure, her pussy gushing. “Such a good girl, spreading your legs wide for me,” he teased Emily, looking down to see her panties revealed, her legs spread almost obscenely as she allowed him complete access to her sex. He could see the bulge of her vulva, nice puffy lips snuggled tightly into her panties. He touched her pussy, pushing two fingers along the edges of her vulva, trapping her lips between them, pushing them tightly together as he moved his fingers up and down her pussy. Her hips shot up from his touch, Pastor John pinching tighter. “AAAHHH,” she couldn’t contain her pleasure, Pastor Johns fingers on her lips pinching them and at the same time Mathew finally touched her nipples. Or she should say pinched, his fingertips finding the hardened buds and gripping them as if they were a pair of pliers. She arched her back, sending her naked breasts deeper into his hands, her hips shooting up to receive the pleasure of Pastor John’s fingers on her pussy. Four hands continued to race across her body, her breasts manhandled by Mathew, Emily consenting and raising up her arms so he could pull her tee shirt over her head, her hands covering her breasts at first, still humiliated at being naked in front of the men. Mathew would have none of it, slapping her hands away until they hung uselessly by her side. Pastor John may not like girls, but he was doing a good job of exploring her pussy. His fingers found her slit, one fat finger pushing her panties between her lips, two fingers on each side pinching them tight together. Pastor John felt her wet panties, knowing that she was aroused by his touch, surprised that it was also exciting him. He wasn’t sure if it was the thought of having his cock snuggled tightly in her ass or the thought that he was arousing her. His fingers found the edge of her panties, pulling it out and to the side, looking down to see her mound revealed. He touched her naked pussy lips, feeling her shudder again, looking over at her, Mathew already stripping her to the waist, her firm, proud breasts thrust out to his fingers that danced over the erect nipples, snapping and teasing them harder. God, the hand on her naked pussy made her gush again, biting her lip as she tried to hide her arousal. Mathew took her hand that hung uselessly at her

side and put it in his lap, Emily feeling his cock jerk in pleasure beneath her fingers. “Play with my cock while I take care of your tits.” He pushed her hand with his, making her stroke it up and down until she got into the rhythm he enjoyed. He would have her take it out soon, but first he wanted to taste her nipples. His hand cupped one firm breast, his face moving down, his mouth already open as his lips attached tightly to the hard nipple that poked out. He sucked her tit into his mouth as his rough tongue lashed over the swollen nub, her back arching as she pushed more of her tit into his mouth. His other hand found her nipple and pulled on it, his teeth biting down just below the nipple of the other breast, trapping it for his tongue. Her hand stopped for a moment, distracted by the sharp bite on her nipples. It began to move again, this time more urgent, long hard strokes up and down his cock. Emily found her ass being raised up, Pastor John not satisfied with pulling her panties to the side, he wanted her naked. She felt them tugged down anxiously, sliding over her legs, kicking her feet until they fell off. Before she could put her ass back down, her skirt was hiked up high, out of the way. She looked down, naked, the two men fondling her body at will. Mathew was a bit too harsh, but she had little control over the situation. And in spite of it, she still fell her nipples swell up in pleasure, the tingling running through her breasts and down between her legs. And between her legs, she felt the cool air of the room blow on her super-heated sex, Pastor John not satisfied until her legs were spread wide, her pussy lips pulling apart to expose her hot, inner pussy to the cool air. The Judge looked over at the bed, seeing Emily naked between Mathew and Pastor John, both of them running their hands over her body while she lay there passively with her legs spread wide. It wouldn’t be long until Pastor John decides to sodomize her, wondering how she will react, sure that Mathew would join in, taking her in the mouth or between her legs at the same time she was getting her asshole reamed. His cock was hard again, but all the girls were taken. Heather was deep throating her third cock, her lips slick with cum. The Sheriff grew impatient for his turn, going between her spread legs, the bar keeping her open and available. The Deputy helped him, raising the bar up until it was almost to her head, trying to stay out of the way of the one in her mouth. The Sheriff fisted his cock, the shaft glistening in the light. At least he gave her a chance and lubricated his cock, the Judge sure where it was going. Heather’s body jerking confirmed his suspicion, the Sheriff slowly inched his cock into her defenseless asshole, the Judge remembering so vividly how hot and tight it was, her guts surrounding his cock as if it a warm pillow. But Heather wasn’t enjoying it as much, her body jerking in pain, unable to even make a muffled cry, her mouth filled with a thick cock.

Emily was embarrassed to be naked between the two older men, but she enjoyed the finger of Pastor John as it slid up and down her slit, slippery with her juices. Her nipples were being teased by Mathew, his fingers slowly twisting and pulling them as they increased in hardness. “MMMM,” biting her lip, not wanting them to know how aroused she was. The finger slid up her slit until it came to her clit, her ass rising up to allow Father John access to her pleasure button. “OH God!” She burst out in pleasure, Father John tapping his finger back and forth over her clit. “At your service child, a servant of the Lord” Pastor John retorted. His finger slid inside her, finding her hot and moist, her muscles clenching on his finger as he twisted it inside her. It was time to fuck her, unable to control his lust any longer, the naked girl beside him exciting him as no other female had done before. He stood up quickly, taking off his clothes. Mathew followed his lead, Emily’s naked body on the bed inciting their lust as they stripped naked. Emily was mesmerized by the two men as they took off their clothes in front of her unashamedly. When naked, they both stroked their cocks, proud of them as they grew in size. Emily couldn’t believe how long and skinny Pastor John’s cock was. It had to be at least ten inches long. The only redeeming part was that it was not as thick as the others. Still taking ten inches of flesh inside her was unfathomable, sure that he would not be able to stuff that much into her, her pussy not that long. Mathew’s cock was also skinny, but not as long as the Pastor’s, Emily all too well recalling how he had forced it down into her throat, choking her until he finally came in her mouth. Would they fuck her like before? Pastor John slipped his naked body next to Emily, taking her hand and placing it on his cock. “Stroke it real nice Emily.” He purred in pleasure when her tiny hand slipped around his shaft tightly and began to stroke his cock with broad strokes, her fingers tightening as they glided over the head. He reached over to get the warming oil, pouring it on her hand as she stroked his cock. “Get it nice and slick.” Her hand moved faster, gliding along the slick oil. “Yes, make sure you get the head good.” He poured more oil on the head of his cock, pleased when her fingers massaged the oil into the plum like head of his cock. She didn’t know why he wanted her to get his cock slick, sure that her pussy was wet enough but she obeyed. She suddenly found her body turned away from Pastor John, his hands pushing her knees up until her ass was pushed out against him. She looked over her shoulder at him, a puzzled look on her face. “Relax child. I’ll be gentle with you. Just try to accommodate me.” Pastor John guided his slick cock against her ass cheeks, his hand holding her cheeks open until he saw her tiny hole. It was going to be tight. Real tight. Her asshole looked like just a speck.

It suddenly dawned on her when she felt the hot flesh touch her anus. Her head turned quickly to confront him. “NO! NOT THERE!” It was bad enough when they had fingered her backside, the unnatural probing of her backside sending spasms through her bowels. And the burning, even a tiny finger felt huge as her anal ring split to accept the rude fondling. “I can’t take it inside me!” Mathew spun her around to face him. “Stroke my cock Emily.” He grabbed her hands and wrapped them around his cock. “Once the Pastor is seated deeply in your ass, where do you want my cock? In your throat again? Or would you like it in your pussy? Imagine having two long cocks between your legs.” He made her stroke his cock as he saw the look of terror on her face. It was getting worse. Not only was Pastor John going to sodomize her with his long cock, but Mathew wanted her to choose where she would take his cock. Her throat or her pussy? She knew that she couldn’t take his long cock down her throat again. She had no choice, sure that having two cocks between her legs at once would split her up the middle. “In my pussy,” she meekly requested. “Be gentle,” she begged. She energetically began to stroke his cock, hoping that by pleasing him with her hand he might take it easy on her. It was bad enough having two cocks inside her, but it was made worse because both of them were long. While the one in her pussy was limited by the depth of her pussy, the one in her ass would not be, sure that Pastor John would not be satisfied until he shoved his cock all the way inside her, sure that it would feel like a large snake in her guts. She felt her body pushed farther to the side, Pastor John’s hands on her hips, sliding down over her ass cheeks. “MMMM,” she groaned, his fingers pulling back her cheeks, the strain on her tiny anus as it was exposed. He pulled her leg out, arching her ass up to a better position. He snuggled up against her, Emily shivering when she felt the massive cock press against her naked ass. It felt huge. Pastor John peeled her cheeks apart like petals of a flower, opening her asshole up. His fingers rubbed closer to the tiny, wrinkled opening, feeling the tight hole begin to spasm from the unnatural touch. He kept her cheeks spread while he poured some of the oil on the tiny hole, his finger returning to spread the oil around the tight hole. “Now relax Emily. Let me inside your asshole,” he encouraged her, feeling her cheeks tighten when he touched her tiny hole. Emily groaned in pain as the finger jabbed at her hole, burning as her anal ring was forced to stretch, the finger stabbed inward, wiggling into her anus. The finger moved around inside, pushing painfully against her rectal muscles. It was worse than last time, knowing that his finger would soon be replaced by his long cock. Even with the oil, her muscles fought the painful intrusion as it twisted and turned, opening her up to something bigger and longer. She bit her lip in shame, Mathew watching her face intently as Pastor John fingered her asshole, enjoying her humiliation.

Pastor John wasted no time in preliminaries, his cock too hard, his balls aching for release. He fisted his cock, holding it tightly in the middle to keep it from bending as he forced it up her ass. He pressed the head of his cock against the tight hole, his cock jerking in pleasure as he felt the hot, humid hole. He began to press forward, his hands gripping her hips tightly, keeping her from escaping the sodomy he intended to subject her to. His eyes opened wide as he gazed down as her tight anal ring was forced to spread open, slowly engulf the slick head of his cock. He groaned as he shoved harder with his hips, his hands holding his long cock rigid, feeling the incredible pressure as her anal ring stretched to allow his cock inside her. Emily felt his hard erection against her asshole, pushing insistently at her tiny hole. She felt the slow painful stretching of her anus, the burning sensation racing through her body to her brain as Pastor John’s cock slowly forced her anus open wider and wider. Father John could feel her muscles tightening up on his cock, trying to keep it from her asshole. He could barely get it in any farther. “Loosen up your ass.” She knew that it was dangerous to struggle too much while being impaled, afraid of the permanent damage he might do to her asshole. As much as she hated what he was about to do to her, she relaxed her muscles. She felt the tiny muscles around the side of her asshole tearing as his fat cock spread her open for the first time. “EEEHHH,” she hissed through clenched lips, the pain hard to handle as it raced through her asshole. It was so unnatural being penetrated in such a manner, but she had no choice as she kept her ass cheeks relaxed and open to his cocks entry. She felt the head of his cock slip inside her, her anal ring forced wide, slipping over the head of his cock and trapping it inside her. She felt his cock in her rectum, Emily stopping breathing as she felt the size and depth of his cock. Pastor John felt the tightness of her asshole pass over the head of his cock, gripping it tight like a sock. He held still, the spasms of her asshole racing over the head of his cock. Her insides felt so hot, her gasps of pain bringing joy to his cock, his hands holding her trembling body close to him. He began to press forward, impaling her asshole with his cock, his hands holding her submissively while he sodomized the tight, clenching asshole. He moved his hips from side to side sensuously, slowly forcing his cock into her asshole. “Concentrate on my cock in your asshole Emily. Feel it slowly sliding inside your bowels. It’s hard not to cum, your muscles rippling up and down my shaft as I fuck deeper into you.” It felt like a giant snake moving slowly inside her guts, pushing aside all her resistance, her anus stretched painfully wide, a tight rubber band that slowly moved over the shaft as it pushed relentlessly into her ass. She never felt

anything like this, her insides feeling like they were being punctured by a spike. While it hurt, it was a different kind of pain. “GGGGHH,” she cried out, another inch of cock entering her. She bit her lip as she felt the cock go higher and deeper into her guts, sending a blinding pain in her guts. Emily couldn’t do anything to defend herself, her asshole slowly being filled with Pastor John’s hot flesh. She was sobbing quietly now, Father John looking down, half of his cock buried in her asshole, his cock throbbing in her rectum. He couldn’t believe the pleasure her round hole brought to his cock. He strained as he pulled his cock out, two inches pulling back from her restraining hole. He jerked his hips forward, sending the two inches, plus two more inches into the hot depths of her guts. Her muscles rippled along his shaft as he buried deeper into her. He chugged his cock out, feeling her insides sucked by the tremendous pressure, her anal ring stretched tightly over his shaft. He paused for only a second, plunging back in with ferocity that forced gasps of pain from Emily’s lips. Over eight inches of his cock was buried in her asshole, two more inches to go. He struggled not to cum, wanting her to take the full measure of his cock before he bathed her bowels with his cum. He began to pull out, punch back in, her grunts exciting him. She couldn’t describe the feelings in her asshole. She grit her teeth as the cock burrowed deep into her guts. It burned and hurt from the unaccustomed invasion of his long cock. Yet somehow the fullness of his long cock inside her brought a new dimension to the unnatural act. She was ashamed to be fucked like this, yet she shoved her ass back onto his cock each time he plunged in. She couldn’t believe how long his cock is, in spite of still not feeling his belly against her ass cheeks, knowing she still had to take more. It seemed like an eternity, his cock seemed to go on forever, each time shoving higher and deeper into her bowels, sharp pains racing through her stomach when he pushed against places that were not meant to be touched from the outside. His head thrust up as he drove his hips in one last time, five inches of cock inside her, five inches outside. He struggled to push as hard as he could, seeing her stretched asshole slowly swallow up the full length of his cock. His stomach slapped hard against her up raised ass cheeks, finally burying his cock deep in her guts. He felt the most exquisite pleasure, her insides clinging to his cock, the hot depths bathing his cock in warm blanket. He lay against her, unmoving, enjoying the pleasure only a virgin asshole could bring to his cock. He pulled Emily’s limp body up until she was raised up on her knees, his cock still embedded in her asshole. “So tight Emily. I want you to dance on my cock.” He made her hips roll from side to side, her insides clinging to his cock as it slowly pulled in and out of her asshole. It felt like she was standing over herself, seeing her hips moving from side to side as if she was detached from her body. She was on her knees

submissively, her hips rolling around, his cock sliding in and out of her asshole with abandonment. The burning was still there, but the fullness had overpowered it. She still couldn’t believe that she had ten inches of cock inside her. The cock pulled out of her until only the head was gripped by her asshole. Than she felt it, Pastor John making her take the full measure of his cock, sending ten inches of cock so deep into her belly. He barely paused before he pulled out, plunging back in with a snap of his hips. He began to fuck her ass, building up speed as he drove his cock in and out of her asshole. Father John began to sodomize her, hammering his cock in and out of her tight, round tube, his balls burning with desire. He couldn’t believe his cock could harden any more, but it did, seeking to plunder her asshole. Her little body was jerked back and forth onto his cock, Father John pounding her asshole, no longer caring if it hurt her, only concerned with cumming deep inside her guts. She was growing dizzy and light headed, her body sweating at the same time she shivered. Her teeth grit together as the cock sodomized her ruthlessly from behind. She lay unmoving as her asshole was reamed out by Father John, humiliated to be taken in such a perverted manner, yet she felt the twitching and jerking of his cock deep in her rectum. What would it feel like when he came in her? How long would he continue to violate her in this manner until he came? She squeezed his cock with her asshole, hoping to make him cum soon. At least that is what she told herself. Father John felt her muscles grip his cock as he withdrew, relaxing as he plunged back in. He was in no hurry to cum. Compared to the boys he sodomized, she had the tightest ass. He tightened his prostate as he fought to gain control of his orgasm, enjoying penetrating her too much to stop. “Keep your asshole tight for me,” plunging back inside her again. Emily found her body turned back onto her side, Pastor John making sure that he stayed planted firmly in her asshole. She found herself staring at Mathew, almost forgetting that he was there. He was fisting his cock as he snuggled up against her, Emily shivering as he slipped it up and down her pussy. “No please, don’t,” she begged helplessly, Pastor John already beginning to sodomize her again. She didn’t think she could stand any more cock in her, Pastor John’s cock so long that it made her back straight when it was fully inside her. “You can take it Emily. You were built for fucking. Hard fucking.” He wasted no time, shoving his cock inside her, his mouth covering hers to capture the scream that he tore from her lips. He felt Pastor John’s cock on the other side of the tiny membrane that separated her asshole from her pussy, enjoying the added tightness he forced upon her.

It felt like a telephone pole was between her legs, not even able to differentiate the two cocks that ravaged her tiny body. One would shove in while the other pulled out, her body always filled with a long cock. Each man wanted her to pleasure him, Emily gripping them both with her muscles, hoping to get them to cum soon. Her body began to quiver, Mathew rubbing against her clit as he fucked in, her pleasure button swollen so hard that it popped from its hood. Her body began to rock back and forth on the twin cocks that speared her, a pleasure building quickly in her body. Unable to contain his lust any longer, Pastor John’s cock exploded in her asshole, jerking and twitches in the dark depths of her bowels. His hot cum jetted down into the girls tight hole. He pressed up against her, not moving as he let her anus suck the juices from his balls. His body tingled as he wished he could stay this way, her insides rippling up and down his shaft as he came again and again inside her. Emily shook in pleasure as she felt the first blast of cum, his cock swelling as he blasted her with a hot enema of cum. It felt so powerful, sending tremors through her guts. Mathew was not to be outdone, sending his cock in so deep that Emily thought he was trying to drive it in her womb. He blasted her with his cum at the same time she came, her clit rubbing harshly back and forth as the pleasure raced through her body, her nipples so hard that they hurt as she rubbed against Mathew. She felt her juices flood Mathews cock, his hips still sliding in and out as he came. She clenched on and off Pastor John’s cock, dragging out each successive load of cum that flooded her asshole. Her body finally slumped down between the two naked men, their limp organs finally pushed from her body, a river of cum bathing the bed beneath her. “On your belly,” hands pushed her over, Emily not recognizing the voice. She felt her legs spread until they touched the opposite edges of the bed. She was too exhausted to protest, her limp body shoved helplessly by the strange man. Her hands grasped the top edges of the bed as a warm body settled down on her. She felt hands fumbling between their bodies, than the unmistakable touch of a hard cock snuggling up against her anus. She grit her teeth as she felt her asshole pierced again by a cock, this was thicker. Even the abundant cum that lubricated her asshole failed to deter the pain as the thick cock sank deep into her anal passage. “Still tight,” the man moaned in pleasure as he sank his cock into her tight asshole. He wasted no time to sodomize her, her grunts and groans only encouraging him more. He moved his cock from side to side, hoping to open her up to his broad strokes. He reared back, looking down so he could see his cock, his hips a blur as he began to punish her with his powerful strokes. He fucked her asshole for ten minutes, his hands slipping beneath her body to pinch her nipples, finally moving between her legs to grip her clit with two powerful fingers.

He twisted it painfully, forcing Emily to drive her ass up to escape the brutal pain, finding her asshole skewered by his waiting cock. Emily’s body shook and trembled as she lay unmoving beneath him as her asshole was reamed out for the second time. The entire bed was bouncing up and down as the man fucked her asshole with such power, finally unleashing a jet of hot crème that filled her intestines with his cum. Emily didn’t even move, her body shoved this way and that, each time a new man positioned her to his favorite position, each time her asshole punched deep with a thick, hard cock. She could only grunt in pain as she was continually sodomized, Emily losing count the number of cocks that split her cheeks apart or the gallons of cum that lay in her belly. ***** Jessica smiled as best she could, Emily pulled to the side by two men, one of them a Pastor. She saw Heather when they walked in, bound and subject to the torment by the men, her mouth shoved open by some device, forced to take long cocks in her throat to please the men. She walked over to the other bed, knowing that she had to perform for them one last time before she could finally leave this Hell. She let her hips sway suggestively, a forced smile giving the impression that she wanted this to happen. “Hello sweetheart, come on over here. Let’s get acquainted again.” Deputy Dexter watched the lovely girl come over, his cock hard from watching Heather and Emily submitting to the men. One of the town’s farmers joined him, Bill Lewis. Bill was a large man, working in the field’s long days had made him muscular. He had seen Bill with some of the other girls that they had in jail. He had a cock to rival the rest of his body. The Sheriff had told him about how he had fingered Jessica’s tight hole and how much she had screamed and protested. Let’s see how well Jessica does with his cock in her ass. She saw the Deputy and another man. He was huge, her gaze looking down to see that it looked like he had another arm in his pants. His cock must be huge, a thick log pushing out the front of his overalls. “I’m Bill. You’re a pretty little filly. Dexter tells me you going to give me a nice ride.” He gazed at her body, one of the rich girls, tight bodies, nice clothes. She would never even give him the once over. Now she was going to take his cock in her ass, though she didn’t know it yet. “I’ll please you real good Bill,” trying to sound as enthused as she could. She looked at the Deputy. “You too Deputy.”

“Why don’t you take off your top and bra Jessica? I love bare breasts and it looks like you got a nice pair.” They wasted no time. Jessica’s fingers moved to the front of her blouse, slowly opening them one at a time, both of the men eying her every movement. She pulled the blouse out of her skirt, sliding it off her shoulders, throwing it to the bed. She arched her back, sticking her bra encased breasts out for them. She reached back, deftly unsnapping the bra. She teased them as she slid the straps off her shoulders, coyly putting her hand over her breasts as she let the bra slip to the floor. Her hands crushed her breasts as she smiled at them, teasing them with abundant cleavage. “Lace your hands behind your head. Elbows out. Show us those titties properly.” Dexter moved until he was in back of Jessica, watching as she obeyed. “Nice firm tits.” She had a delicious pair of tits. Firm, not a bit of sag, two hard nipples that seemed almost pointed capped the bronzed flesh. Large areolas surrounded the pink nipples. “Arch your back Jessica. You should be proud of that pair.” She waited when she felt the Deputy move behind her, the unmistakable cock pushed against her ass cheeks, her body tensed, waiting for the first touch on her breasts. She couldn’t help it, her nipples growing as if they wanted to be touched. She could smell his breath as his head moved close to her, peering down over her shoulders to ogle her naked breasts. Her hands were at her side, her fists clenched as she waited, holding her breath. “MMMMM,” the slightest touch of his fingers on the soft side of her breast tickled. She hadn’t expected that. She thought he would grip her breasts harshly. The fingers barely touched her skin, running over her breasts as they teased close to her areolas. She arched her back, wanting him to touch her, her nipples swelling in expectation. Dexter teased her breasts, his touch light, seeing her body reacting. His fingers finally found the dark areolas, circling the firm flesh, tiny goose bumps appearing where his fingers traveled. Her nipples swelled, teased to erection. He flicked his fingertips over the swollen nipples. “GGGGODDD,” she moaned, this time not faked. Her nipples wanted to be tugged, Jessica arching her back farther, her tits almost pointed up to the ceiling. “Please touch them. Pinch them,” she begged. Dexter was not without compassion, his fingers moving up to grip the hard nipples, his powerful fingers pressing deeply into the rubbery flesh. “OOOH, YEEESS!” They hurt and tingled all at the same time. She thought she would cum when he pinched them, the pain racing between her legs, soaking her pussy.

Bill wasted no time, his cock jerked at seeing this young girl getting so excited. He moved closer, his head moving down to one of her firm breasts, his mouth completely encircling the nipple and areola, sucking them deep into his mouth. His tongue snapped back and forth over the trapped nipple. She wanted so much to push his head down farther, his sucking mouth feeling like a powerful vacuum cleaner sucking her breast into his mouth. And his tongue, snapping back and forth over the tip, his teeth capturing her breast. She felt her nipple stretching, unable to believe that he had that much suction. Dexter let Bill have one of her tits, his hand taking the other, squeezing the firm flesh, his fingers twisting and turning the nipple as Jessica moaned in pleasure. This girl was hot, sure that she was not faking it. He was sure that if he felt her pussy, he would find her drenched. They played with her breasts for at least five minutes, their mouths and fingers extracting so much pleasure from her body. Bill seemed to be able to suck almost all of her abundant breast into his mouth, his tongue and teeth working so expertly on her nipple. And the Deputy manhandled her other breast, Jessica’s legs trembling from the pleasure. She was enjoying the rough treatment of her breasts. Enjoying it way too much. She could barely catch her breath when they pulled away from her breasts, Jessica looking down, both of them red and swollen from the treatment. And huge, her nipples capped her breasts like giant erasers, throbbing with desire “She’s so hot she might pop. Better get her naked quick.” Bill wanted to ass fuck her so bad. She’d struggle when he first put it in her, but he had already worked it out with the Deputy. She’d have no choice and once he got it in, there would be no escape until her came inside her. And than it would be the Deputy’s turn. She watched as Bill slipped her skirt off of her, leaving her in her panties. He was eager, but Jessica was not as eager, fearing that giant weapon between his legs. Would she be able to take something that big? Not that she had much of a choice, sure that he would stick it in her, with or without her consent. Just like they were doing to Heather across the room. One man was in her mouth, her bound body bouncing up and down as he throat fucked her. Bill was kneeling in front her, his mouth leaving a wet trail along her stomach, his fingers already hooked into the waistband of her panties. The panties were quickly stripped from her body, his mouth moving down to lather her skin, his tongue moving out to lick her from the top of her slit all the way down. Her hips shot out from the pleasure, his thick, hot tongue lapping up her abundant juices. Bill pulled his head back, his lips glistening with her juices. He licked his lips, enjoying her taste. “That pussy is made for eating.” His fingers harshly

pulled her pussy lips apart, his mouth moving between them to lap energetically at her youthful pussy. Her hips shot out again, the Deputy behind her pushing with his cock, following her ass as she pushed her sex into Bill’s mouth. “Lick me!” God, she never had anyone eat her like this before. He might be a farmer, but he knew how to make a girl cum. Her hips went from side to side as his tongue lapped at her pussy, from her tight hole all the way up to her clit, her head shooting back as she screamed out in pleasure. He had captured her clit with his mouth, sucking her pleasure button into the hot confines of his mouth, his tongue slapping it back and forth as her body trembled. “Suck Me!” She was ready to cum. “I think she’s ready.” Dexter pushed her over to the table next to the bed, Bill getting up from eating her pussy, his face covered in her juices. “Bend over for us.” Dexter pushed down on the small of Jessica’s back, her ass pushing out. She found her body being bent over a table, her nipples popping out as they touched the cold top. The top was a convenient height, catching her just at her hips. She didn’t want them to stop, sure that she would cum soon. “You stay there Jessica. Just need to get naked.” Dexter quickly stripped off his clothes, Bill doing the same. Dexter was right about Bill’s cock. It was a formidable weapon, Dexter trying to see it without making Bill uncomfortable. She didn’t even want to see it. Well, maybe she did, but she knew it would only make her tense when he started putting it in her if she knew how big it was. And it wasn’t like she had a choice. At least his heavy weight wouldn’t crush her, taking her from behind, though he would be able to enter her deeper. Bill stroked his cock with the oil, making it slick. It was going to be a tight fit, sure that she would feel a lot of pain before he got it in her. He looked over at her, her legs modestly together, barely able to make out the dark hole that lay mysteriously between her tight cheeks. “You ready Deputy?” Dexter was naked, the gag in his hand. He nodded back. They jumped on her while she was waiting, Jessica not expecting the ferocity of their attack. She found as a gag pushed into her mouth, Bill holding her while the Deputy tied it tightly around her head. She could only make muffled noises. She was getting scared. What were they going to do to her that they wanted her silenced? Now that she was gagged, the Deputy pulled her arms by the wrists, stretching her across the table. He looked at her, a sinister look in his eyes. She found her body yanked hard, her hips rising up. Hands touched her ass, large hands, Bill not idle.

“Spread them legs real wide Jessica. It’ll make it easier for me to get inside you.” He pushed out on her thighs, the tiny girl no match for him as he prepared her. Her cheeks pulled apart, a tiny little asshole peeking out. Damn, how was he going to get his monster in that little hole? She found her legs spread wide, Bill tossing her around like a doll. She braced herself for the first touch of his cock in her pussy, trying to relax her muscles, hoping to accommodate him. Than she felt it, feeling like a baseball bat pushing between her pussy lips. It was slick. Or she was, sliding up and down her slit with little effort. The head was the size of Coke can, gathering up her juices, Jessica thankful that she lubricated easily. “MMMGGG,” her only protest muffled by the gag when she felt it moving up higher. “GGGGHHHH,” shaking her head when she felt the unmistakable presence of his cock head on her anus. NNNO! Her mind screamed out, only muffled protests coming from behind the gag as she felt the giant weapon cover her tiny hole. He was going to sodomize her. Just as the Judge did to Heather. Jessica saw the pain that Heather felt, Jessica unable to imagine how painful it would be with a log shoved up her ass. “You ain’t going anywhere Honey.” Dexter whispered into her ear, his hands holding her struggling arms. “You gonna take Bill’s cock up your ass. Than I’m going to ream you out. You’ll be nice and relaxed by time I get inside your ass.” He enjoyed the way her little naked body tried to escape, but she was no match for their power. Bill reared back his hips than pressed forward, fisting his thick cock to keep it from bending when he tried to shove it inside her ass. “You ready for an ass fucking Jessica?” He pressed his cock against her humid hole, the slick head covering it completely. “UUGGGH,” with a tremendous amount of pressure he pushed his hips, grunting as he tried to shove his cock inside her. This was the first time he ever tried to butt fuck a girl, most of them fainting when they saw the size of his cock. Jessica didn’t have a choice, the Sheriff letting Bill have his way with her. Her tiny anal ring began to stretch, stretch wide, his slick head having some headway in getting inside her. “MMMGG, GGHGHH,” she screamed from behind the gag, her hips trying to shake the hands that held her pinned tightly to the table, anything to stop the terrible pressure building up in her anus. She felt the burning as his cock tried to breach her backside, feeling the painful stretching go all the way up her spine. No, she would never be able to take such a mammoth weapon in her ass. She felt her anus widen, Bill having success at shoving it in her orifice. The pain grew worse as his steely cock continued to shove in, Jessica whimpering in the gag as she was forcefully sodomized. “Damn!” Bill’s cock slipped out of her hole, unable to breach such a tiny hole. “I’ll get her ready.” He greased a finger, rubbing it around her asshole, quickly flicking his finger inside her asshole. He felt her anal ring swallow his

finger, stopping only when it was an inch in her rectum. He moved his finger in and out, never stopping, pressing against the soft round tube, massaging it open for his cock. He pushed in deeper, Jessica’s body jerked as she was fingered deeply in her guts for the first time. “Hot, tight hole. Gotta get my cock in it!” She felt some relief when his cock was pulled away, but it was quickly replaced by a thick finger that entered her without trouble. She groaned as it stabbed forward, wiggling as it moved deep inside her rectum. It pressed painfully against her muscles causing spasms in her asshole. She couldn’t control her clenching of her muscles, the finger continuing to twist and turn inside her until it felt like it was deep in her stomach. She felt it bend, pressing painfully on her soft walls. It began to pull out, just as painful on the withdrawal, feeling like he was dragging her ass guts out with it. It teased around her anus, sawing back and forth, stretching the hole wide and wider. It shoved back in, only this time there was more fingers, at least two, her anus stretching painfully as the knuckles pushed through the her anal ring. Her stomach cramped when they pushed through her rectum, her insides stretching to accommodate the harsh fingers. She jumped when a fingernail scratched her soft round tube, groaning in despair in the gag. “You should feel how tight she is. And hot! Her asshole is going to squeeze my fingers to death. But she’s beginning to open up.” He shoved his fingers in as deep, not caring that he was hurting her, her body bouncing around in pain. He yanked his fingers out, this time letting her anal ring close, the tiny hole now red and swollen from his fingering. “Not yet!” He flicked his fingers against her asshole, the slick hole having no resistance to stop his rude fingering. He pressed another finger along side the two, snapping them in, her anal ring suddenly forced wide by three thick fingers. Her head shot up, his fingers returning, this time more, more fat fingers. It felt like he was shoving his fist up her asshole, fingers twisting and tearing in her delicate backside, his sharp knuckles pushing aside all resistance. Her anus burned terribly, but it was minor compared to the cramps the fingers were causing inside her ass. It was never meant to be entered from the outside, her muscles doing the natural thing and trying to push them out. A slap on her ass, a new stinging pain racing to her brain. “Don’t tighten up Jessica. Take them,” shoving his fingers until his knuckles battered her asshole. He gave them a sharp twist, than drew them out slowly, feeling her muscles gripping them so tight it felt like Jessica didn’t want him to take them out. He watched her anal ring stretch around the tips of his fingers, teasing her before pulling them completely out. “That should have opened her up.” She felt the hard erection pressed against her asshole again, Bill wasting no time with preliminaries. She felt the painful stretching and burning as his cock

pressed into her virgin hole. “GGGGHHHH!” Her head shot up in pain, his cock finally having success, Jessica feeling the sharp pain as if a knife was shoved up her ass, the head of his cock popping through her sphincter, throbbing in her rectum. She could barely breathe, difficult when you have a steel bar in your ass. She huffed and puffed, trying to get used to having something that big inside her. Bill thought she was going to skin his cock, as he finally breached her asshole, her clenching muscles fighting his cock every inch inside her. He held still, feeling her hot guts wrap his cockhead in a warm blanket, enjoying the pleasure of her asshole. His cock jerked in pleasure, but he needed to go deeper. He wanted to fuck her with all ten inches of cock. She will never forget his cock. He began to push with his hips, jerking them from side to side, trying to loosen her up for his cock. “GGGHH,” she cried out, another inch of thick cock wormed its way into the depths of her bowels. Bill didn’t care any longer, determined to drive his cock inside her. It tunneled into her body as she jerked and tossed in pain, muffled groans her only protest. It felt like a baseball bat was shoved up her ass, his hard erection spearing her as it pressed into her soft, round tube. “Do you like my cock in your asshole Jessica?” Bill made his cock twitch inside her tight hole. He pulled his cock out an inch, watching her anal ring glide along his shaft as it pulled out. He shoved back in, this time burying two inches of cock inside her guts, her whimpering only making him harder. He began to rabbit fuck her asshole, short punches of his cock to push aside all resistance. Her insides clung to his shaft, her muscles rippling up and down his flesh. It felt like he was punching her guts. But from the inside. Bill snarled behind her, groaning as he began to fuck her, each time driving his massive cock deeper into her bowels. Jessica thought it would never end, pressing painfully inside her, shooting pains racing through her stomach, wishing she could curl into a ball to escape the raping cock in her asshole. She even spread her legs wider, her crotch aching, anything to stop the terrible pain between her legs. Bill was relentless, his cock never ending. He would pull out, than shove back in harder, each time breaching a new part of her intestines, sending blinding agony through her body. He shoved as hard as he could, sending his cock into the deepest part of her asshole, his cock buried in her bowels. He was finally pressed against her ass cheeks, amazed as he looked down, her anal ring pressed so tightly around his shaft that he thought it would tear any second. He made his cock twitch, feeling her insides clench in response. “Damn, what a hot, sucking hole. I can’t believe she took it all.” He began to slowly drag his cock out of her hole, her anal ring sliding tightly over his shaft as it moved out bringing such pleasure to his cock. Her insides clung to him, Bill grunting as he forcefully pulled it out. When

only the head was captured by her asshole, he paused, than sent his hips driving forward, shoving her tiny body hard against the table, his cock sent high into her ass guts. He began to fuck her. Fuck her in the ass. She couldn’t believe it if there wasn’t for the pressure in her guts as her round tube was filled with his hard erection. Never would she had every allowed anyone in her ass, now she could do little except lay there, legs spread wide, occasional jerks of pain in her body as Bill brutally sodomized her. He was jerking his cock in and out of her asshole, her resistance broken, punching his cock deep into her belly with each stroke. His belly slapped against her ass cheeks with each powerful thrust, Jessica humiliated at being sodomized. The Deputy relaxed his grip on her arms, Jessica losing all strength and will to resist, impaled on the giant weapon that split her cheeks apart. The Deputy’s fingers began to play with her nipples, teasing them into erection in spite of the brutal ass fucking she was taking from Bill. Bill was sodomizing her asshole with punishing strokes, relishing in the control he had in the young girl pinned beneath him. He watched her ass cheeks bounce as he fucked her, enjoying her hot, silky insides caressing his cock. He rutted in Jessica’s asshole, fighting the urge to cum, his balls tingling as they slapped against her body with each thrust. He began to hammer into her asshole, one last pounding into her clenching ass tube before he came. He pushed so deep inside her that she groaned through the gag, her tear stained face pressed against the table. He buried his cock deep into the depths of her bowels, his twitching and throbbing cock swelling in pleasure. He felt his prostrate tingle and then he unloaded his biggest load of cum into her asshole. She felt his cock grow inside her, her stomach cramping as his cock rested high into her guts. Than she felt it, his cock swelled bigger, unleashing a torrent of hot cum that bathed her intestines with the thick crème. It felt like gallons, his cock shooting three times before it finally began to shrink. Her stomach gurgled, her asshole clenching uncontrollably on the shrinking cock, attempting to push it from her asshole. He stayed inside her, enjoying too much her clenching as she tried to push him out, his limp cock still filling her asshole. “Did you like your ass fucking Jessica?” He caressed her ass cheeks. “Push it out, push my cock out.” He waited, enjoying the way his cock slowly pushed out her asshole, enjoying the loud pop as it fell out, a river of white, milky cum following it. Her anal ring stayed open, in spite of his cock leaving. Jessica was still whimpering, glad at least that it was over. The Deputy released her arms, helping her up, her legs barely able to hold her. She pulled the gag out of her mouth. He helped her over to the bed, pushing her down on it, Jessica unable to put up even token resistance. She was flopped over onto her stomach, pushed

into the middle of the bed. She felt his hands bending her legs and spreading her legs until her feet were pushed up against the back of her thighs. She felt the Deputy bow her legs out, Jessica doing little to stop him. She felt his body pressing down on hers, his hands fumbling between them before she felt it. His cock pressed against her asshole, Jessica sobbing as it slowly entered her asshole, Jessica unresisting as she was skewered again on the rigid erection. He wasted no time in fucking her, enjoying her sobs as he plunged his cock in and out of her asshole. Dexter enjoyed her asshole. In spite of Bill splitting her open, she was still tight, caressing his cock in a warm blanket of tight muscles, her whimpering doing little to change the ferocity of his ass fucking. He sodomized her with abandonment, taking long deep strokes in her, pounding his cock up and down her ruptured asshole. It took twenty minutes before he came in her, blasting a thick load of cum deep in her guts. The Deputy got off of her, another quickly replacing him. She didn’t even know who it was. He flipped her over, pulling her legs high over her head, spreading them until they ached. And then he fucked her. In the ass, taking deep strokes as he pounded her cheeks. The only sound was the slap of his flesh against her and her cries of pain when he went in too deep or too hard. It was foggy after that. Other men took her, some in her ass, some in her pussy, some in her mouth. It was all a blur of hard erections that tore into her body. They finally left her alone, laying there on the bed in a pool of cum.

EPILOGUE Heather Heather woke up in small, seedy motel outside a small town 500 miles from where she was arrested. Her mind was cloudy, not even sure what day it was, finally finding out two days had past. She called the police, the State Police this time, not wanting to take any chances with a local Sheriff. She explained calmly how she was held against her will by the Sheriff and raped by him, his Deputy and some of the male townspeople. She even described the men, sure that she had enough to put him in jail for life. The State Police took her to a local hospital for an examination, but the results were not conclusive. Yes, she had sex in the last week, but there were no fluids in her. Her car was parked outside the motel room, the right axle broken. A tow truck driver from the nearby town admitted that a girl called him about a week ago, asking him to pick up the car and bring it to the motel. She gave him her credit card, Heather’s credit card. He stuffed the keys under the door when no one answered. The desk clerk insisted that Heather checked in about a week ago, but hadn’t seen her since she did. Her car had just appeared, but the clerk thought nothing of it. She went back to school after a brief visit home, wanting to put the whole thing behind her once the Sheriff was arrested. After a week, she called the State Police to find out what was happening, how come the Sheriff wasn’t arrested yet. “We don’t have any evidence Heather,” the Detective explained to Heather on the phone. “But I described them, all of them. I couldn’t make that up,” she protested. “I can’t use that as proof. It seems that a week ago the Sheriff saved a little girl from drowning at the lake. His picture was plastered all over the papers. Even the bigger city papers picked it up; Atlanta had it on the front page, when the news was slow that week, and a hero story always did well. Not only the Sheriff, but it seemed like the whole town was in the picture, all of them gathered around to honor the Sheriff.” The Detective wasn’t sure if Heather was telling the truth or not, but they did find drugs in her system, but didn’t mention it to anyone, not wanting to make it any worse than it already was for Heather. The phone slammed down, Heather had hung up on the Detective. Heather quit college, but didn’t leave the campus. She got a job at the library, her sexy body making it easy to get the recommendations necessary for the job. She stayed away from boys her age, and especially older men. She had her eye on young boys, fresh from high school, their first year in college, away from home, many of them what they considered geeks.

“Please Heather,” William quietly begged her. “I want to have sex with you.” Heather brought him to one of the back rooms in the library, while the other girl covered for her. She closed the door to the room, sitting down on the desk, William standing in front of her. She was dressed in one of her short skirts, high heels and a cashmere sweater that clung to her breasts. She lifted one leg up high, putting it down on the desk, her skirt opening up, leaving William with a clear shot between her legs, her white thong barely covering anything. She wiggled her finger to have him move closer. When he was close enough, her hands grabbed his head, pushing him down until he was between her legs. She pulled her thong to one side, exposing her slit to him, her skirt hiked up high. “You just be a good boy and lick my pussy,” shoving his head forward until she felt the pleasure of his tongue running up and down her slit. “Yeah, like that William. Lick me and make me cum. Don’t forget my asshole. Stick your thick tongue up my asshole. Just the way I like it.” She rode his face for five minutes, guiding his head up and down until she came, drenching his lips with her cum. He pulled back, licking his lips. “Now me,” William begged. “Sit in the chair over there William. Take out your big cock and stroke it for me. You know how excited I get when you masturbate for me,” licking her lips, teasing him to accept the alternative. He sat down, taking out his cock, his hand stroking it up and down, Heather leaving her legs spread open so he could see her open pussy. “OOHH, its so BBBIGGG William. Your hand makes it grow so BBBIIG.” She urged him on until he finally came, shooting a blast of cum that landed on the floor. “Ssso much cum from your balls William. How I love to see you cum.” She got up, leaving him as he zipped up his pants. “Tonight William, meet me at my apartment. I’ll need you to lick me again,” swaying her ass suggestively, William getting up meekly to follow her like a trained puppy. But this puppy was trained to do her sexual bidding, with little given back in return.

EPILOGUE Emily She was spending the weekend at her friends Jenny’s house. Her parents were divorced, and Emily hung out with Jenny when she went to visit her father. She teased Mr. Johnston all weekend, smiling suggestively at him during the day, her body almost naked as she lay on the chaise long by the pool, on her stomach, her top lying on the deck beside her, her arms in front of her so he could catch the sides of her bare breasts. She took a shower, spending a long time in the bathroom until she heard him coming down the hallway. She thought he would never show up, flinging open the door and racing out into the hall, a short towel wrapped around her wet body. She timed it just right, running smack into Mr. Johnston, falling back onto the hallway, letting the towel fall to the side, Mr. Johnston staring hungrily at her naked body. She managed to turn red, the lust in his eyes as he stared so brazenly at her naked breasts before moving down to her sex, Emily spreading her legs so he could see her pussy in all its glory before she feigned embarrassment. “Oh, don’t look at me,” she shrieked, standing up clumsily, making sure that she rubbed her naked tits against his arm before she slid one hand over her breasts and the other between her legs. She ran down the hall, her naked ass exposed for him to gawk at, wishing she could see the look on his face as she ran into Jenny’s room. ***** It was after midnight when she snuck out of the room, leaving Jenny snoring noisily. She went into the kitchen, making sure that she made a lot of noise, opening the cupboards, slamming them too hard as she searched for a glass. She opened the refrigerator door, the inside light illuminating her body for the man that peered at her in the dark. She was wearing a tee shirt that clung to her tits. Emily had pinched her nipples before she left the room to make them push out the front, her large nipples and dark areolas visible beneath the white tee shirt. She was wearing a pair of boy’s boxer shorts, or more to the point, little boy’s shorts, clinging to her ass and crotch. She stood there for long minutes, her breathing ragged as she waited for Mr. Johnston to make his move. She finally turned towards him, feigning surprise at seeing him. “OH,” she gasped. “I didn’t see you standing there.” She watched as he walked in, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, the front of them reflecting the erection that tugged at the thin material. She didn’t protest when his hand slid under her chin, lifting her head up, his mouth coming down onto her lips, his tongue moving instantly to French kiss her. She let him have his way with her, surrendering to his powerful touch, one hand gripping her ass and pushing her pussy against his rigid cock, the other gripping her breast, pinching her nipple until she arched her back. He finally

pulled away from her, Emily breathing hard at the passion in him. “Please Mr. Johnston,” his large hand sliding around her waist, pushing her into the next room, a light on illuminating the room brightly. He kissed her again, his hand grabbing her hand, sliding it down until he curled her fingers around his hard cock, Emily gasped in surprise. “Please, don’t make me do that,” his hand making her stroke his cock, Emily tightening his fingers around the thick shaft, delighting in how big it was. It was going to fill her, maybe even be a bit painful when he shoved it in her, her pussy getting wet with desire. Her tee shirt was pulled over her head, Emily forced to submissively raise up her arms so he could strip her naked to the waist. He didn’t waste any time, his mouth moving down to engulf one bare breast, his lips gripping onto her nipple, sucking it so deep into his mouth that she thought he was going to tear it from her body. But she continued to stroke his cock, feeling it grow bigger in her little hand. His hands and mouth sucked and pinched her nipples for long minutes, Emily huffing and puffing in mock outrage. She felt him pushing her to the carpet, Mr. Johnston kneeling with her. “Turn around,” Mr. Johnston arranging her body in the position he wanted her, on her hands and knees, her bare breasts hanging down, her ass wagging suggestively in his face. He was beyond reason, the girl had excited him all day and now she would have to accommodate the lust she ignited in his loins. His hand slid under her stomach, sliding down to push up on her abdomen, forcing her to raise up her ass, his other hand pushing down on her back. “Not like this Mr. Johnston, don’t do it to me doggy style. It’s too humiliating,” she begged him, feeling his hands urging her thighs apart, Emily inching her knees open wider and wider. She felt his hands on her shorts, sliding them over her ass cheeks, leaving her naked on her knees, Mr. Johnston staring at her naked body in the bright lights of the room. He slid behind her, his knees pushing on her thighs until she felt her legs spread so wide that her cheeks spread apart, her tiny anus exposed to his eyes. “OHHH, it’s tooo big,” she cried out in protest when Mr. Johnston hefted his cock in his hand, rubbing it up and down her drenched slit, wagging her hips back and forth as if she were trying to escape, but enjoying the way his cock jerked in pleasure as her pussy lips closed around the thick head. “SSSSSh,” he warned her. “I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to take all of my cock.” He slapped her ass, hoping the Jenny wouldn’t hear it. “Don’t hurt me,” she cried out, sobbing. “I’ll do what you want,” raising her ass up higher for him, showing him her wet pussy, open and waiting for his giant cock.

“That’s a good girl. It’ll hurt for a minute, but you can take it.” He was beyond reason, her wet, pink pussy almost winking at him, her tiny wrinkled asshole spread before him. He began to push his hips forward, feeling her pussy lips push aside, her pussy beginning to suck his cock inside her hot depths. She played it just right, feeling the head of his cock pushing inside her. She quickly lowered her ass, reaching back and taking his large hand, slapping it hard between her legs, the slap ringing out in the room. “NOOOO! NOT THERE”. She thrust her hips back as soon as his hand slapped her pussy, shoving her asshole onto the waiting cock now aimed at her backdoor. She felt the helmet of his thick cock enter her rectum, her anal ring stretched painfully, the delicious feeling of being stretched with such a large glan making her shudder in pleasure. “OOOHH, you put it in my ass,” she cried out in pain, feeling her anal ring swallow the head of his cock. He couldn’t believe it, one minute he was ready to shove into her tight pussy, the next he found the head of his cock buried in the hot, furnace of her asshole, her anal ring pursing so tight on his cock that he thought it would burst. The hand that she shoved between her legs was soaked with her juices, feeling her trembling beneath him. No longer content with her pussy, he slapped her pussy again, driving her back onto his waiting cock, driving her asshole to engulf over half of his thick cock into her hot, clenching colon. He shoved her shorts in her mouth, silencing her scream, only muffled cries coming from her lips as he alternated between spanking her pussy and shoving his cock deeper into her guts. He had never felt anything so unbelievably pleasurable, her silky insides gripping his cock with love, her muscles ripping up and down his shaft as he began to fill her asshole with his cock. It hurt, hurt terribly. He took the bait, spanking her pussy as if it were his idea, forcing her onto the waiting pole that speared her guts with a terrible fullness that cramped her stomach, the thick head shoving aside all her resistance. Her muffled screams of pain failed to deter him, his hips plunging his cock into her asshole with abandonment until he was fully embedded in her bowels, her insides gripping his shaft possessively. She loved the painful fullness that his cock brought to her, his cock bigger than any she had ever taken up her ass before. She trembled beneath him, his hands on her hips, huffing and puffing, trying not to cum too soon, Emily holding as still as possible, wanting him to ride her hard before he came. He couldn’t wait any longer, pulling his cock from her clenching hole, a vacuum formed behind his cock as he pulled it out until only the head of his cock was gripped by her tightly clenched anal ring. “Squeeze my cock with your asshole. Make it nice and tight for me.” He slapped her pussy again, this time harder than before, feeing her body jerking up so high that her knees almost left the carpet. She gave a muffled groan of pain as he took her in a powerful thrust that took her from empty to full in just a few seconds, making her take the full

measure of his cock. He began to fuck her, fuck her asshole hard, delighting at the way she gripped his cock when he pulled it out, relaxing to allow him to plunge in her relentlessly, burying his cock so deep in her guts that he felt her muscles clenching uncontrollably on his sodomizing cock. He finally pulled the shorts from her mouth, letting her breathe again, Mr. Johnston taking her with deep, punishing strokes. Her insides felt torn by the giant weapon that threatened to tear her apart, but she welcomed the fullness she felt when his cock was snuggled tightly into her round tube. He began to play with her clit, rubbing it, than suddenly pinching it tight, forcing her to shoot her asshole back onto his cock, burying it deep inside her. For five minutes he sodomized her, his abdomen slapping against her ass cheeks, his fingers teasing her clit to hardness, than pinching it, igniting a pain in her loins that filled her body. She could only grunt and groan, Mr. Johnston ignoring her, intent only on satisfying his lust on her. She came just as he did, shouting out in protest. “Don’t cum in me,” his hot cum flooding her bowels triggering the orgasm that raced through her body, jerking and tightening on the thick cock that threatened to tear her up the middle. He pulled his cock from her asshole with a loud pop, feeling her muscles clenching on the head as if she didn’t want it to leave. He got up, pulling his shorts back up, his cock soiled from her asshole. He looked at her asshole, his white cum dripping out from the battered hole. “Tomorrow night, same time. I’m going to teach you how to deep throat my cock.” He left her alone in the room. Her hand slid between her legs, rubbing her pussy as she imagined Mr. Johnston holding her head as he plunged his giant cock down her throat, choking and gagging until he came in her mouth, forcing her to swallow the thick crème. She rubbed harder, hoping that he would make her rim his asshole, sure that she could accidentally convince him to force her to perform. She went to the bathroom to clean up, slipping into the same bed as Jenny, already dreaming of tomorrow night with Mr. Johnston.

EPILOGUE Jessica Jessica lay in the bed next to Angie, pushing her blonde hair out of her face. They were both freshman, both from small towns, away from home for the first time. It was a trying time for Jessica in the County Jail, forced to perform such perversions on the men, using her body for their pleasure, their hard cocks forced into all of her holes, forced to make them cum. Jessica had not been able to date boys since she came back. Angie was her roommate and she had told her about what happened to her, swearing her to secrecy. Angie was shocked, but also supportive and Jessica used that to get closer to her. “Are you sure?” Jessica looked into Angie’s eyes. “I know it has been hard for you since your experience,” Angie didn’t even want to say it aloud, Jessica getting upset easily when the experience was dredged up. “I’ve never done anything like this before.” She gulped hard, lying in bed next to Jessica, both of them naked under the blankets. “Neither have I.” Jessica moved her body between Angie’s legs, one leg over hers, pulling Angie on her side, shivering when she felt Angie’s pussy rub up against her. She heard Angie gasp as their pussies touched. “Oh God, you feel so good.” She began to rock her body back and forth, grinding her wet pussy against Angie’s bald pussy, the delicious tingling racing through her body. She was surprised when she felt Angie’s mouth suck one of her nipples, her tongue lashing back and forth over the tip, making it hard. Angie felt Jessica push her tit into her mouth, returning the passion, grinding her pussy up and down on Jessica, never believing the pleasure she felt could come from rubbing against another girl. Her hand slid behind Jessica, cupping her ass, pulling Jessica closer to her. It was more than Jessica had expected, the touch so gentle, not the hurried groping of a boy, but the gentle caress of a girl’s hand, knowing exactly where to touch, what set her on fire. Her nipple was throbbing, her pussy drenched, Angie taking charge, her hand on Jessica’s ass, guiding her movements. Angie’s fingers slid closer to her crack, Jessica remembering the men shoving their cocks in her ass, sodomizing her, forcing her to squeeze her muscles until she made them cum, cum deep in her bowels. Angie became bolder, her hand sliding along Jessica’s ass until she felt the tiny anal bump. “Does it hurt?” She whispered in Jessica’s ear, her finger gently playing over the tight knot of her asshole. She caressed the tiny hole, feeling Jessica tighten her cheeks. “Don’t do that,” Angie’s voice more demanding, Jessica surrendered, her muscles relaxed, her asshole open and vulnerable.

“Not any more,” she trembled, Angie’s finger bringing back the memories of the sodomy, but Angie’s voice was adamant, and Jessica’s body on the verge of climaxing. She rubbed her wet pussy up and down on Angie, their lips pushed apart, rubbing until their clits mashed, Jessica crying out in ecstasy. “Cum with me,” Angie ready to bust open. Her finger pressured against Jessica’s asshole, feeling Jessica’s body tense up, suddenly impaling Jessica’s asshole with Angie’s finger, driving Jessica hard against her. The finger in her ass was what set her over the edge, Jessica pressing her lips against Angie’s, driving her tongue deep in her mouth, cumming with an explosive orgasm that rocked her body. She had never felt anything like it before, nothing a boy could induce in her. Even the finger in her ass, burning, drove her over the edge, not believing another girl could control her body like a man did. Angie flipped Jessica over, lying on top of her like a man would, her hand still under her Jessica’s ass, her finger deep in her hot, tight asshole. She came all over Jessica, Angie screaming in pleasure as their bodies rocked back and forth on each other. They finally stopped cumming, their breathing ragged, Angie still on top of Jessica. She slowly rolled off of her. She put her hands on the side of Jessica’s face, looking into her eyes. “Lick me.” It was an order, not a request. Jessica felt Angie’s hands push her head down until she found her head snuggled tightly between Angie’s thighs. She could smell her pussy, the sweet smell of arousal. She had never licked a girl before, but Angie’s hands were demanding. It was just like the men in the jail, making her do their bidding, their sexual bidding. Jessica acquiesced to Angie, her tongue licking up and down Angie’s slit, Angie’s hands on her head guiding her movements. Jessica was even forced to lick Angie’s asshole, her tongue licking around the tart hole. And Jessica liked it. The End

OTHER TITLES BY POWERONE WITCHES CONVENT The setting is a large estate in Massachusetts at the end of the 17th century near the height of the Puritans' witch-hunting frenzy. The Master of the estate opens a "Witch Convent," where he serves as both instructor and clergy. Families desperate to save their willful daughters from what they believe to be a dark influence bring their lovely but falsely accused and therefore innocent and naive young girls to the Master, who takes a very hands-on approach to driving Satan from their flesh. He delights in sharing the girls with his friends willing to pay to for the privilege of forcing their most perverse demands on the unwilling girls The girls are prepared for marriage, docile and prone to dropping to their knees in front of men, sexually responsive, certainly more than their non-witch peers.

TOKYO BONDAGE SCHOOL Available in the Illustrated and Un-illustrated versions The Japanese culture is a male dominated culture. Eriko has been accepted to the Tokyo School for Girls, a college for girls that have been brought up under the old traditions of family values. But she also possesses the most important traits; she is docile and will accept control over her by authoritative figures. Respect for your elders and discipline is the foundation of Tokyo School for Girls. Punishment is immediate and severe; expulsion is for those that don’t submit to our ways. We believe that the female is subjugated to the male and should be trained to serve him obediently and without question. Besides an excellent education, you will also be trained socially to take your place in the upper echelon of society. The only daughter of a poor farm family, Eriko’s life would probably consist of being a farmer’s wife and bearing him children as was required of a Japanese woman. Instead Eriko will have to decide what she will trade for the only opportunity she will ever have to move up in the Japanese social class. The Headmaster, the Professors and the Board of Directors all will test Eriko’s resolve, taking her precious innocence from her. Each time the acts will be more perverse, each time Eriko will be humiliated and forced to submit. How far will she go not to bring dishonor on her family? Read of her journey and the men

that will use her body for their pleasure. Includes six original illustrations drawn for the story by the famous Japanese artist Nariyuki Yasuda

RAVISHED BY THE PIRATES #1 BEST SELLING E-BOOK FOR 2006 Captain James was a pirate – and his target was the ships of The King of Spain. James knew there would be young women on board – young women he could capture and take off to the slave auctions. Normally, once they returned to Port Royal, women were quickly dispatched to the slave market, many sold to serve out the rest of their lives in whore houses, servicing those that wished to pay for the pleasure that their pussies, mouths and assholes would provide. He hoped the women on this boat were young daughters instead of wives, virgins instead of mothers. His men would enjoy the ravishment of the girls, coercing them with the whip to perform whatever perversion his men could think of, each girl having to take on the whole crew in a continuous orgy. When the pirates tired of waiting their turns, they would take the girls at the same time, all of her orifices filled with the raging hard cocks of lustful pirates. When they found the women hiding below deck though, Captain James realized he had happened upon a real treasure – Princess Stefani, daughter of the King himself. This would be one voyage Captain James would relish more than the others and for Princess Stefani it would bring an education her worst nightmares could never have made her imagine.

MEXICAN REBELS SEX SLAVES AVAILABLE IN THE UN-ILLUSTRATED VERSION OR THE TWO VOLUME ILLUSTRATED VERSION Over 40 original illustrations by the famous illustrator Aires, illustrated exclusively for this novel, under instructions by the award winning writer Powerone. This exclusive novel is about a mother and her eighteen year old daughter captured and interrogated by the Zapatista rebels. Christy and her lovely, 18 year old, virginal daughter Angela are on a jeep ride into the Mexican jungle. They don't know they will fall prey to evil, sex-driven rebels who will stop at nothing to turn the women into whores that will serve their every demand.

Then, after being lost in the jungle for over three hours the women's delight at being found by the rebels turns to pure horror as they are abused, tortured and punished until they comply- not just with the General and his Sergeant, but all the others in the team. A full novel of 59,917 words, this is a must for Powerone fans.

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