IF-125  Punishing Their Wives Vol. 1
[aka 'Prison For Wanton Wives Vol.']
(Grace Miller)


TO THE READER 

While fictional in nature, this book has, besides entertainment, the purpose 
of acquainting the reader with manners of sexual activity at times practiced 
within contemporary society. 

 The Editor 


INTRODUCTION 

Prison reform is a topic that comes up nearly as often as the price of eggs 
and milk or the weather, and like these, just about as little is done as 
possible. For as the weather is beyond mortal man's abilities and the price 
of food is a variable dependent on a dozen or more factors, all of them 
complicated and controversial, so is prison reform an enigma, a dilemma that 
usually only succeeds in bringing tempers to a boil and making enemies out 
of friends. 

Of course, the problem is the dichotomy of public opinion ... the school 
that favors rehabilitation and compromise, and the hard-liners who want only 
punishment and retribution. 

Into this melee, introduce the factor of sex and the complications of deceit 
and greed ... and you have Prison for Wanton Wives, a hard-hitting behind 
the scenes look into a country farm for women-Nothing we seen or read could 
prepare you for the vivid horrors that you will see here-perversions beyond 
the thoughts of decent men and women, a nightmare of rape and subjugation 
that could rival The Story of O or the Marquis de Sade. Naturally, at times 
it is not a pretty story, but we warn you ... don't begin this book before 
going to bed or you'll be up all night racing to its conclusion. And if you 
enjoy this exciting bit of contemporary reportage as much as we suspect you 
will, you will certainly want to pick up the exciting sequel at your 
favorite newsstand. 

The Publisher 

 CHAPTER ONE 

Even as the stocky matron, reeking of cheap bath oil and cheaper perfume, 
led them from the cramped holding cell that had been their home for nearly 
two weeks, Carolyn and Susie could not really believe it was happening ... 
prison, and for three whole months! 

"Step lively, girls ... we've got a lot more meat to load before we get this 
bus out to the farm." She turned and faced the two young wives, her eyes 
flickering as they caressed their soft gentle curves. 

Carolyn gave her girlfriend a little nudge when the matron turned around 
again. "What's this farm supposed to be like? Do you know?" 

Susie brushed her short dark bangs from her forehead and shook her head. She 
was only nineteen, but in some ways she was older than Carolyn in the ways 
of the back-streets and the lonely roads. 

"I don't know too much about it, but there's a section for men and one for 
women and...." 

"Then we might get to see Bob and Larry!" 

"I heard that!" the matron bellowed, looking back over her shoulder as they 
neared the end of the long courthouse corridor and the waiting gray-painted 
bus with iron bars on the windows. "But you can forget seeing your old men, 
at least until your sentences are up and you can go visiting on your own. 
There's a sixty-foot cleared no-man's land between the camps, and two 
twenty-foot fences with barbed wire on top. And it's lit day and night, so 
get that silly notion out of your head. Warden Mayes don't allow no frater 
... frater...." 

"Fraternization," Carolyn said mockingly. "Warden Mayes doesn't allow any 
fraternization." 

"All right, smarty-drawers with your high-falutin' college education, you 
just go on correcting the way I talk. You can get by with that here at the 
jail, but out at the farm, it'll be a different story. Warden Mayes'll have 
your pussies sweating at the pig farm if he heard that kind of sass!" 

Carolyn blushed at the vulgar sound of the matron's words-not that she 
hadn't heard that kind of talk before, but coming from this fat old woman it 
seemed cruder than if her husband or one of his buddies had said it. 

They were at the van now, and there was no time for any more of the matron's 
vile language as Carolyn and Susie were loaded aboard. There were three 
other girls waiting in back already behind the heavy iron bars that covered 
the glass windows. Two of them were black, and the girls remembered them 
from the jail. Like most young blacks, they stuck to their own kind, and 
Carolyn and Susie had not seen much of them. It was shoplifting they were 
jailed for, and Carolyn remembered hearing that the judges gave them the 
maximum, two years apiece. 

The other woman was an older redhead, a tough-looking character with a face 
pocked and marked from a hard life of drinking and fighting. She was in for 
killing her husband during a fight-splitting his skull with a meat cleaver. 
She said nothing to anybody and the girls rather liked it that way. 

"Find yourselves some seats, girls," the driver yelled back through the 
heavy screen mesh that separated him from the passengers. He wore the green 
uniform of an honor-grade inmate and was about fifty with graying temples 
and the pallor of a convict, though his was better than most as he was out 
in the sun during part of his working day. "We've got one more stop to make 
up in Masonboro, and then you'll be slopping hogs before you know it!" He 
slapped his knees and howled with laughter, chorused by the fat matron as 
she stood outside the door, fastening the lock and waiting for the clipboard 
to be handed down to her by the driver. 

Masonboro was an hour away, up the winding Spanish moss shrouded river. A 
pleasant enough town under ordinary circumstances, but today it was merely a 
purgatory on their way to the uncertain hell that awaited them at the county 
farm. 

Carolyn and Susie, as pretty a pair of young wives as anyone could hope to 
see, were no longer people-they were inmates of the county correctional 
center, the Farm. Stripped of their rights along with their dignity by a 
kangaroo court of law; they were on their way to ninety days of imprisonment 
for the crime of being accessories to a theft ... the theft of five gallons 
of gasoline, to be precise. 

The two young couples had decided to drive back from their friend's cabin 
late that Saturday night against the advice of those who knew this 
feudal-law county better than they. And when they ran out of gas, Bob and 
Larry had tried to awaken the owner of the only service station they were 
able to locate on the small community's shuttered streets. They honked their 
horn and yelled, but nobody stirred in the tiny house that adjoined the 
station. 

It was then that Bob found the switch for the gas pump, just outside the 
rear door of the ancient old station, and they had just pumped five gallons 
into their tank when the sheriffs deputies arrived with enough firepower to 
handle a riot. Nothing would satisfy them, not even Bob's truthful plea that 
they had fully intended to leave behind enough money to cover the gas they 
took. 

And so they came to be held in the county jail and tried-Bob and Larry both 
getting one year sentences and the two girls ninety days apiece for being 
there in the car. It was all like an incredible nightmare at first, and none 
of them could believe it was happening. Surely they would just get a fine 
and a warning, they had reassured each other ... or probation at the very 
worst. After all, none of them had a previous police record, not even an 
arrest! 

But the judge seemed almost falling asleep when they presented their plea, 
and his sentence seemed ready before they could tell their story ... guilty! 

"Susie, look!" the blonde girl whispered, pointing to the squat brick 
building on Masonboro's main street. "They're bringing someone out ... in 
handcuffs and leg irons!" 

The two girls watched incredulously as two deputies escorted a young girl to 
the bus, each of them holding an arm. She was indeed in irons and cuffs, and 
from the look that flashed in her eyes, she would have gone for the two 
deputies with teeth and nails if they let her free. 

"Get on in there, Lola!" one of them spat, giving her a rude shove and a 
kick in the seat of her prison pants. 

"Fuck you, you fat-ass pig!" she snarled back at him, about to spit before 
the deputy's hand smacked her across the lips. 

"Oh no you don't, bitch! You ain't gonna spit on me like the last time!" And 
he slapped her hard enough to propel her the rest of the way into the bus. 
He slammed the door behind her, and she could only bang futilely on the 
glass, frustrated that her last act of defiance had gone awry. 

"Wow, what do you suppose she's in here for?" Carolyn said in a whisper as 
the girl climbed into an empty seat. She wasn't much older than them, though 
not as pretty, and there was a scar on her neck, a thin reddish line that 
looked like the result of a razor cut. Her hair was unwashed and frizzy and 
as black as a mountain stream at midnight. 

"I don't know ... but it looks pretty serious," Susie replied behind her 
hand. "Look at all the chains they left on her!" 

The dark-haired girl looked around, the two stopped their whispering. She 
smiled back at them, a gap between two of her teeth and got out of her seat 
just as the bus started rolling again. 

Carolyn and Susie tensed for the worst, their hearts beating nervously as 
the girl came back to sit opposite them. 

"My, my, a couple of newcomers ... fresh meat for the bulldykes up at the 
Farm. That was downright considerate of the judge. Who sent you up? No, let 
me guess ... it had to be ol' Judge Barlow, that fart would give his 
grandmother time." 

Carolyn swallowed hard. "Y-Yes, it was Judge Barlow." 

"How much you got? A year?" 

"No ... three months. But we shouldn't have gotten that. We didn't do 
anything." 

Lola was laughing before Carolyn finished talking. "Sure, sure, everybody at 
the Farm is innocent, just ask 'em. It's just the judges and the lawyers and 
the pigs who're guilty. Me, I'm guilty as sin ... I cut a cocksucker's 
throat. See here? This scar's what he did to me last year ... only I did a 
better job. He ain't never gonna cut no woman again, that's for sure!" 

Carolyn gulped. "You mean you ... kkilled him?" Her eyes were as big as golf 
balls and hardly anything showed but the white. 

"Sure, I killed the motherfucker!" Lola chortled. "He had it coming. Hell, 
the judge must have thought so too, 'cause he only gave me two years. Two 
years for killing that son of a bitch ... shit, I'll do two years standing 
of my head, it was worth it!" 

"Uh, what's it like at the Farm," Susie ventured, trying not to sound as 
naive and innocent as her girlfriend. "I've heard it's pretty rough." 

"Rough? Hell no, not for a couple of good-lookin' pieces like you girls! You 
won't have to work a day if you just use your heads ... and your tails!" She 
laughed obscenely and Carolyn felt her cheeks redden with fear and dread. 

"W-What do you mean, exactly?" 

Lola looked around to be sure the trusty driver couldn't hear her. She 
didn't want the warden down on her ass this time before she had a chance at 
a decent job. No sir, no more slopping hogs for her! 

"Listen ... there's good jobs and there's bad jobs. And if you use the 
brains and the bodies God gave you, you'll be out of there before you know 
it, and you won't even have to look back. Just do what's asked of you, no 
matter what you think of it, even if it turns your stomach...." 

"Oh I just couldn't!" Carolyn gasped. "I mean, my husband...." 

"The hell with your husband for now, honey. He can't do you no good at the 
Farm, but a lot of other swinging dicks can, you get me? But you can go up 
there and be a stuck-up cunt if you like, and it'll just get you ninety days 
of the worst kind of hell you ever imagined. No, worse than you ever 
imagined!" 

Carolyn's face turned ashen-Susie was nearly as sick with dread and fear, 
but she had been more prepared for this than her blonde girlfriend. Susie at 
least, had seen enough of the seamier side of life to expect the worst ... 
Carolyn was just a sweet kid from the right side of town, even a college 
coed for a while until Bob swept her off her feet. 

The bus was slowing, pulling into a gravel lot next to an old ramshackle 
country store, the kind you imagine in New England with the old cronies 
huddled around the pot-bellied stove swapping yarns. But there was something 
sinister about this place, something that made both the girls shudder with 
apprehension, as if this place actually possessed some evil power. 

Lola walked to the wire mesh in front of the bus, holding her still-shackled 
hands in front of her. "I guess you'll be taking these off now, huh, Jed?" 
she said to the driver. 

He got out of his seat and unlocked the gate to the passenger section of the 
bus; the doors were still locked from the outside so there was no way the 
girls could make a run for it. He had a mocking smirk on his lips. 

"Yeah, I'll unlock 'em ... but you gotta' promise to make it worth my 
trouble, ya hear." 

"Lola ... what's goin' on?" Susie asked fearfully, half out of her seat. 
They were parked behind the country store, out of sight of the sparse 
traffic on the back country road, and it was only then that the girls 
noticed that the store was abandoned-completely empty. 

"Just Jed's little extra fun," she yelled back for all the girls to hear. 
"See, there're two stops up at the farm. You can go straight to the main 
office and be assigned a bunk in the blockhouse ... or you can be dropped 
off at the pig farm and go right to work with those stinkin' shittin' hogs." 

"That's right, ladies ... and I get to make the choice. Once you're inside, 
it's up to the warden and his men, but right now I'm the only boss you got!" 
His eyes were beginning to widen and Carolyn felt her stomach tighten with 
nausea as he walked back through the bus, ignoring the other women prisoners 
and heading straight for her and Susie. 

They heard Lola laugh. "Looks like he's got his eyes on some fresh meat! Us 
jailhouse cunts ain't good enough for a high-roller like ol' Jed, huh?" 

The other women laughed raucously, slapping their knees and cackling like a 
bunch of peasant women in some distant Mediterranean country. Never had 
Susie and Carolyn felt more alone ... or more sick with disgust and 
revulsion! 

"C'mon, ladies ... let's see how much you high-falutin' honeys know about 
sucking cock!" he snarled animalishly, his nostrils flaring like those of a 
hound on the scent. Carolyn gasped in spite of herself as he reached for the 
zipper on his prison-issue trousers and tugged his huge uncircumcised prick 
out for both of them to see. He was grotesquely hung, an enormous, 
blue-veined cock that would have weighed a couple of pounds on a butcher's 
scales, and as he stroked it lovingly like a fine work of art, there was no 
doubt in the girls' minds that he intended to use it ... on them! 

The other women began to move back toward the seat that Carolyn and Susie 
shared, and from the look of excitement and eagerness on their faces, it was 
apparent that they would get no help from them! 

"Pretty good stuff, ain't it, girls," he leered at them, his breath rancid 
through his yellowed teeth. His hand gripped his long wrist-thick cock, and 
he pulled the heavy foreskin back until the purplish glans was nakedly 
exposed, gleaming with moistness as a single ominous drop of semen oozed 
from the tip and dripped onto the bus's rubber carpet. 

Carolyn and Susie were huddled in fear, so incredibly sickened with disgust 
and gut-wrenching apprehension that they could barely speak. They glanced at 
the other women and they could see the hatred and the cruelty that gleamed 
in their cold merciless eyes ... the two pretty young wives were outsiders 
in their world, short-timers who really didn't belong here, and they wanted 
to see them cut down to their gutter level. The other women wanted to see 
Carolyn and Susie made to perform like a couple of five-dollar whores in a 
Mexican sex-circus! 

"P-Please, Mister ... we haven't done anything to you," Susie said 
haltingly, her voice trembling with emotion. "Please ... just leave us 
alone! Please!" 

Jed's face contorted in vile, frightening rage. "Shaddup, you college cunts! 
I can see it in your eyes! You think a con like me, a dirt-poor nobody, 
ain't good enough for your gold-plated asses, huh! Well, I'll show you!" He 
lunged at them and yanked coarsely at Carolyn's prison-issue blouse. The 
buttons tore off in his meaty grease-stained fingers and Carolyn screamed in 
fright. 

"Nooo, my God, noo!" But he was determined, and though she struck at him 
with both her fists, and Susie did the same, their feeble blows were like 
rubber arrows on his coarse, prison-toughened hide. 

"There, that's better ... look at them nice tits!" he spat venomously, his 
grubby fingers crudely groping at the soft mounds of her nakedly jiggling 
breasts as Carolyn cried loudly, a soulful wail that brought real tears to 
her eyes and cheeks. She struck at him again and again and then with a sigh 
of absolute humiliation and despair, the pretty young blonde seemed to 
surrender to the inevitable ... there was no escape, and she would get no 
help from the others. Whatever this filthy vile maniac wanted .from her he 
would get ... anything! 

"Blondie first, little honeys ... then you, my little dark-haired sweetie!" 
he leered, his hand running over the ample curves beneath Susie's blouse. 
She moaned in humiliation and joined her girlfriend in unconditional 
surrender ... they were his lust-slaves, his harem-girls, and they were 
powerless to escape! 

He pulled Carolyn out of her seat and dumped her unceremoniously onto the 
hard floor as the other women closed around like female vultures moving in 
for the kill. "Hurry it up, Jed! Let's see if she knows how to suck a dick! 
Maybe that hippie ol' man of hers never got around to teaching her!" 

Carolyn was confused, thinking that the woman had her mixed up with someone 
else. Then she remembered her husband's hair, modishly long and neat back in 
their hometown, but to these backwater rednecks, he was a hippie! 

Carolyn's eyes were clenched so tight that creases formed around her eyelids 
as if somehow she could shut this horrible despicable nightmare out of her 
consciousness. But there was no way out, not this way or any other way, and 
when she felt the foul-tasting wetness of his huge throbbing cock pressed 
luridly against her pursed, quivering lips, she knew the moment had come ... 
she had to suck his cock! She had to put this vile grubby man's prick 
between her lips and lick it and suck it until he emptied his gushing, 
choking lust down her throat! 

Oh dear God, how can I ever look at my husband again! How can I ever be a 
wife to Bob when this nightmare is over! I'll be filthy and unclean for the 
rest of my life, marked with this animal's cum! 

Jed looked down at her as she knelt at his feet, her naked pert young 
breasts high and proudly firm as they framed the heavy blue-veined thickness 
of his cock. He leaned over and gave her quivering pink nipples a playful 
pinch, twisting the warm flesh in his oil-smeared fingers until she cried 
out from the excruciating pain. 

"Get those lips open and around my dick, sweet-pussy! Ol' Jed wants his cock 
sucked ... now! His hands slipped spitefully over the smallness of her head, 
and his dirty fingers slipped into her silken blonde hair and knotted it 
until he had her pinned, gripped so tightly that she thought her hair was 
going to come out by the roots! 

"Aaawww, you're hurting me! Pleasssee!" she wailed, but he only laughed. He 
twisted harder, making her scream, and Susie lunged at him, pounding 
uselessly on his back until Lola moved over and pulled her away. 

She cried pitifully, gasping and sputtering from the pain, and Jed 
maneuvered his naked, hair-matted pelvis to one side and squirmed the 
bulbous head of his heavy uncircumcised prick over the edges of her neat 
white bottom teeth and into her mouth. 

Carolyn grunted and tried to push his cock out with her tongue, but she was 
hopelessly pinned in position for this vile act of fellatio ... God, it's in 
my mouth! I can taste his sweat and his filth! 

"Look at me, baby!" he snarled down at her, "Look up so's I can see your 
pretty blue eyes when my dick slides down your throat!" 

Carolyn felt his fingers tightening for yet another cruel twist, and she 
obeyed him without further hesitation, turning her head upward as far as she 
could with the cudgel-like hugeness of his thick cock crammed over her 
tongue and filling her mouth so completely that her nostrils flared as she 
tried to breathe solely through her nose. 

"Start sucking ... and let's feel that tongue working, 'ya hear!" 

"Yeah, Jed ... make her suck it! Make her suck it and don't 'ya stop 'til it 
shoots right down her stuck-up throat! I wanna' see this college girl 
squirming with a bellyful o' your cum!" Carolyn could not even see the woman 
who wanted her shamed and hurt badly enough to say those awful thing, nor 
could she recognize the voice, but it only added to the awesome feeling of 
loneliness and desertion she was feeling at this moment ... she would never 
be accepted among these women; she and Susie would have three months of this 
to look forward to, three long months! 

Carolyn's heart pounded in her naked chest like a trip-hammer as her stomach 
churned with unspeakable shame and revulsion at being forced into this lewd 
act, but she knew he would hurt her worse if she stalled a second longer ... 
she encircled the huge thick pole of his cock with her quivering pink lips, 
and she felt it harden and grow even larger along the surface of her tongue! 

"C'mon, don't keep fartin' around ... suck it! Suck it or you'll be goddamn 
sorry, bitch!" His eyes bulged with a weird mixture of hatred and lust, and 
she never doubted for an instant that he meant what he threatened. 

Ashamed, sick with revulsion and fear, Carolyn gulped down the rising heat 
of her nausea and hollowed her cheeks cautiously, sucking lightly on the 
long thickness of his pecker. He pushed forward and crammed another inch or 
so into her mouth, gagging her as it bumped against the tender softness of 
her throat ... and still he had inches and inches to go! 

"Move that tongue, you cunt! Let's feel it!" 

Grinning with the pride of his absolute domination of this sweet young 
blonde, Jed gripped the sides of her head like a breakfast melon, 
positioning her just perfectly ... each deep, choking thrust of his heavy, 
throbbing cock gagging her as he bumped it against the back of her throat. 

"That'a baby, suck ... suck ... suck!" he chanted, and the woman joined him 
like it was some religious litany, and the hapless blonde sucked and gagged 
and licked his foul-tasting penis with her small pink tongue until ... Oh 
dear God in heaven, he's going to cum! Right down my throat! 

His prick began to throb and pulse with lust-heated blood like his heart had 
slipped and dropped to his balls, and Carolyn knew it was coming ... she 
could feel his nuts shudder against her chin, and she felt throbbing jerk of 
his pecker as the first spurting rivulet of his hot seething sperm raced 
along the immensity of his erection and gushed against the back of her 
throat, splattering and swirling down her throat as she desperately fought 
to keep from gagging, swallowing and swallowing again, crying great salty 
tears of shame as she sucked him bone-dry. 

He let her go and she dropped to the floor face-down, heaving with sobs of 
despair, of humiliation, her breasts crushed under her against the rubber 
carpet that lined the bus floor. She cried from the pain of her wanton act 
... she cried from the humiliation of being forced into this as her 
girlfriend and these heartless women looked on ... but there was something 
else that made her tears even worse. Something that made her heart wrench 
with shame and confusion ... it was the faint, nearly indiscernible 
sensation between her legs. The flickering of heat like a thin feather being 
brushed over her loins as she asked herself ... Did I have to suck him so 
hard? Did I have to gulp down all his gushing hot cum like I did or, dear 
God, did I want it?! 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Jed let his flaccid cock dangle between his legs, smearing the inside of his 
greasy pants leg as Carolyn slipped out of his grip, leaving a wispy trail 
of semen like a spider's web attached to her lips until it finally broke and 
dripped onto her bare back and she lay sobbing and gasping on the floor at 
his feet. 

He turned to Susie and laughed raucously as he discovered she was already 
out of her prison blouse. Her breasts were larger than Carolyn's, but 
without a hint of sag, and capped with quarter-sized dark nipples and 
crinkly tips that were hard from the shame of her nakedness. 

"You kinda' eager, ain't 'ya, honey?" he grinned, his nicotine-stained teeth 
gleaming like they were painted with gold. 

"Don't kid yourself, buster ... I just didn't want my shirt ripped off of me 
like Carolyn, that's all. Now, what'ya want ... You won't get all the tears 
and pleas from me, if that's what you're hoping for." 

"Oh, a hot number, huh? You been around, is that what you're tellin' me?" 

Susie blushed and gulped back her fear. "N-No ... but I just meant that I've 
been around a little more than Carolyn. I won't like it, but you can do what 
you want to me and I'll stay in one piece. I won't give you the tears you 
probably enjoy." 

Her lips curled into a hateful sneer as she spoke to the churlish Jed, and 
he was quick to sense her disgust for him ... Well, if that's the way she 
wants it, maybe somethin' special is what this hot little cunt needs! I'll 
show 'er! 

"Stand right here, honey," he smirked. "Let's see what you've got under them 
prison drawers!" Before Susie could stop him, his fingers gripped the 
elastic of her oversized jailhouse pants and he had yanked them down to her 
knees. His other hand tore at her flimsy panties, ripping them in half right 
down the middle of her crotch. 

"No, no, please!" she cried, but it was too late-another few seconds and she 
was stark naked, her pert young body covered with goose bumps of shame and 
embarrassment. Her legs were shorter than Carolyn's, but perfectly turned 
and smooth, and between her legs was a large dark vee of fleecy pubic hair 
... just where he wanted his tongue! 

"Get on that seat, on your hands and knees ... and no more shit, 'ya hear!" 

Fiercely determined not to give him the satisfaction of seeing tears in her 
eyes, Susie swallowed down her shame and crawled onto the bus seat, kneeling 
so that he and the others could see all of her naked crotch ... the puckered 
little hole of her anus. Her soft cheeky buttocks, smooth and pink from 
sitting on the seat so long. And the warm hair-rimmed folds of her twat, 
soft pinkish undulations of feminine flesh that concealed the hot liquid 
depths of her cunt! 

"Now, hold still ... Ol' Jed wants a snack!" The women all laughed and 
cackled spitefully, filling the bus with their vile taunts and comments. 

"Nice ass she's got ... she'll make some Ol' bull dyke a sweet little 
piece!" 

"Shit no, honey ... they'll have her up in the warden's office. Ain't no 
white gal with a tail like that gonna' work a lick!" 

"Lick? Shit, she'll be licking, all right ... lickin' dicks and assholes 
from here to the next county!" 

Susie felt her cheeks and neck redden with humiliation, but she buried her 
face in the sweaty-smelling seat, though it poked her ass that much higher 
behind her ... it waved in front of the old trusty like a red flag in front 
of a mad bull! 

His fingers kneaded the soft pliant cheeks of her ass, reddening the flesh 
where his tight grip caressed the naked brunette's fleshy behind. 

"How old're you, honey?" Jed hissed, his foul breath getting to her nostrils 
even as she kneeled this way. 

"I'm ... nineteen." 

"Nineteen! Shit, no wonder you've got such a sweet little bottom. You ain't 
much more than a baby!" 

He gripped one of her soft tender bottom cheeks and squeezed it until she 
groaned in pain and humiliation, the warm white flesh rising in reddened 
welts between his fingers. His index finger moved over the rounded curve of 
her buttocks and prodded salaciously at the tight-puckered lips of her 
asshole. 

"Unnnghh! No, not there! P-please!" Jed grinned and took his finger away ... 
but his eyes sparkled with the wickedness of his lustful intentions, for he 
knew now how to bring this stuck-up little teenybopper down where he wanted 
her! 

He groped at her nether cheeks until he had one in each hand and he pulled 
them apart like the tender halves of a hot buttered roll, his eyes widening 
as he exposed fully the smooth hairless cleft of her ass and the tremorous 
folds of her cuntal flesh just below it as she kneeled slave-like before 
him. 

His thumbs squirmed into the warm heat of her pussy and spread the soft 
rubbery lips until he and the other women could see the moist, 
tightly-clenched opening of her pussy and below that, the timid, shivering 
little pearl of her clitoris! 

"Man, what a honey of a pussy she's got!" Jed exclaimed, licking his parched 
lips with a swipe of his thick dark tongue. "This's gonna' be like eatin' 
peach pie with ice cream!" 

Carolyn had risen finally to her feet, clutching at the torn and buttonless 
halves of her shirtfront to conceal her bruised and tender young breasts. 
She saw what was happening to her friend and for a fleeting moment, she 
thought of ways she could attack this vile animal of a man, ways she could 
rescue her girlfriend, but she knew when she weighed the odds that it was 
hopeless ... there was nothing she could do but watch him kiss and tongue 
Susie's pussy while their husbands languished miles away in some jail cell, 
as powerless as themselves! 

Jed held the pliant wet lips of her vagina apart and lowered his face to her 
upturned crotch, licking his lips with greedy anticipation as he felt the 
heat of her young pussy on his cheeks. He stiffened his tonguetip and licked 
the whole fervent length of her pussy-slit, starting with the taut little 
hole of her anus and swiping down over the wetly-clenched flesh of her 
cunt-hole until he stopped with a teasing flick at the oily marble of her 
clitoris. 

"Aawwwwwwww!" Susie moaned in shame, her body spasming with involuntary 
shivers of degradation as she felt the cruel thick laving of his tongue 
there in her most secret genitals! 

"Mmmmmmm, honey, sweet as sugar candy!" he said in a muffled voice, his face 
pressed anxiously into the sweet-smelling heat of her young cunt. She could 
feel his nose hard and fleshy against her asshole and it made her shiver and 
moan with shame as his tongue lashed out again, this time boring deep into 
the hot clasping wetness of her pussy-sheath like a long sharp sword. 

She groaned as she felt his tonguetip deep inside her and her naked hips 
squirmed despite her shame and disgust as his thick rough tongue began to 
spear rapidly in and out of her cunt. 

Unintelligible groans of shameful protest gurgled in her throat as she 
buried her face in humiliation into the seat. Her breasts were crushed under 
her but Jed managed to work his hand between her and the seat and hotly 
fondle the soft tender swells of her tits with his fingers. 

His tonguing continued at a feverish pace, his thick reddish tongue laving 
the whole naked length of her cunt again and again. It was moist now and 
tiny beads of her own juices lined the soft pink folds as he splayed them 
hotly with his tongue. 

Finally, his lips fastened on the pearl-like bud of her clitoris, and his 
tongue played with it mercilessly as he gripped it lightly with his 
nicotine-blemished teeth. 

"Oooohhhhh!" she groaned through her clenched pretty white teeth; her 
nostrils flared with the continuing assault on her loins and she shook her 
head as if to say ... No, no! I can't give in! I can't! 

But her body had plans of its own-the long empty nights without her man, the 
naked eroticism of being stripped and tongued in front of strangers by this 
animalish creature ... it was all too much for her bruised and battered 
conscience and with a few more long, delicious swipes of his tongue, Susie 
knew she was lost! 

Her buttocks began to clench tightly and unclench, hungrily exposing the 
puckering lips of her anus and her hips started a slow wanton rhythm of 
their own, grinding back against his face as he licked and sucked her pussy 
so excitingly and nibbled hotly at the budding tenderness of her clit! 

"Hey, look at the college cutie squirm!" Lola shrieked, leaning so close to 
her nakedly quaking behind that Susie could feel the woman's breath on her 
bare ass-cheeks. "Shit, she's diggin' it! Look at that pussy suck wind!" 

Susie was red with shame, her face so hot from the blood that flooded her 
cheeks that she broke out in a mist of fine perspiration. But her naked 
buttocks still wriggled back against the coarse prisoner's face and tongue 
and Susie moaned in spite of herself, a long low whimpering mewl of 
animalish submissiveness! 

Suddenly, his lips left the warm pouting folds of her pussy and Jed stood up 
behind her, his hands still cruelly twisted in the soft yielding flesh of 
her ass. His cock rode up like a fence post between her naked trembling 
thighs and she shuddered and jerked away as she felt the knobbish glans at 
the end of his huge prick prodding anxiously at the very mouth of her 
femininity! The cruel insistence of his thick vile cock seemed to bring her 
back to the harsh reality of what she was doing ... and once again her 
conscience had seized control of her mutinous young body! 

"No, no! Please, don't! I'm married ... I have a husband who's at the prison 
farm! Please!" Jed's face went white with fear and his hands started to 
tremble, but he knew he couldn't back down now, not in front of these women. 
He'd be powerless to assert his will over any of the new prisoners once the 
word got around that he was nothing but chicken-shit ... No, he'd have to 
take a chance on her husband finding out, though the chances were slim since 
Jed didn't live with the other prisoners. He'd gone too far with this sweet 
little teenager to turn back now! 

"Stick that ass up where I can get to it and shut up!" he snarled in his 
meanest voice. "I don't care if your husband is Warden Mayes, I'm gonna' get 
some o'your ass ... now!" 

His fingers tightened mercilessly in the soft nether flesh of her ass and he 
pulled her cheeks apart until the tiny lips of her anus puckered and 
quivered like a baby's mouth. He pulled her so widely apart that Susie could 
feel the onrushing coolness of the outside air as it swirled between her 
naked young thighs and up into her very insides where it brought a 
shuddering chill to her lithe young body. 

He maneuvered his cock up to the lips of her pussy without using his hands, 
still pulling her buttocks apart so cruelly that the flesh was red with 
pain. He pushed forward and she grunted as a couple of inches of wrist-thick 
cock slipped between the ragged pink lips of her twat, pushing its way 
through the fleecy dark curls of her bush and into the hotly-clinging 
liquidity of her pussy. 

"Aaaawwww, nooooo!" she gasped as his cock sank deeply into her belly, 
pushing aside the hotly-clasping walls of pussy-flesh like a boat's prow 
cuts through the water until his balls swung heavily up between her thighs 
and she heard him grunt as he struck home ... all of his long, huge prick 
was inside her, buried to the hair-matted hilt in a single cruel thrust! 

She groaned in pain and started to cry out, but ... My God, what is he 
doing! What's he going to do to me! 

As if he read her thoughts, he spoke, his rasping voice thick and slurred 
with lust. "Just gettin' it wet, baby ... for the real action!" 

Susie's heart stopped as he pulled back and drew his thickly-swollen 
erection out of her tightly-gripping cuntal slit; she blushed with shame as 
she heard her pussy make a lewd slurping noise as he took it completely out 
of her and she heard the other women laughing. But it wasn't until a second 
later that the murderous reality of what he planned hit her like a speeding 
freight train ... he's going to fuck me in the ass! 

Her eyes widened in speechless fear and loathing as she felt the insistent 
pressure of his cock at the virginal little hole of her anus. She tried to 
get away, squirming and writhing like a snake on a stick, but two of the 
women had other thoughts ... Lola and the murderess who had never spoken at 
the jailhouse, were suddenly over her, leaning over the next seat forward 
and holding her shoulders and waist so that she could not escape! 

"We've got her, Jed ... now let's see if you still know how to use that ugly 
thing between your legs!" Lola cackled. 

Susie groaned and then a scream burst from her lips as the convict's huge 
erection burst between the tiny pink lips of her anus and sank cruelly into 
the rubbery tightness of her ass! 

She screamed hysterically again and again as he shoved his thick, 
lust-hardened cock deeper into the incredibly tight grip of her rectum. She 
cried and gasped for a single breath but there was no hope of stopping him 
as he savagely sodomized her with his horse-sized cock! 

"Aawwwww, God help me ... it's tearing me in half! I'm going to split down 
the middle, it's so goddamn huge! Pleassee!!" she choked, her voice hoarse 
with the viciousness of his ravishment. She could feel his thickness far up 
inside her, in the virginal depths of her bowels, as his cock viciously tore 
into the soft tenderness of her anus with deep-skewering thrusts of vile, 
wanton sodomy! 

Lola and the other woman held her pinned like a wrestler on the mat, her 
shoulders down on the seat as Jed poked into her gorgeous ass with 
pig-stickin' thrusts that made her scream and writhe from the gut-wrenching 
agony! 

"Whoo-ee, look at that sweet little behind shake and twist!" Jed snorted, 
his hands gripping her hips and pulling her back onto his naked erection 
like a deliciously tight condom. 

Susie acted out of sheer desperation, an almost unconscious effort at 
repelling his unnatural invasion before he killed her with his huge prick 
... she tightened the hugely-stretched muscles of her asshole! 

She regretted her mistake almost immediately, for the grunting, slobbering 
convict mistook the tightening of her rectum as the teenage brunette's 
gesture of eager submission. 

"Shit, look at that asshole tighten up ... she's starting to love it! I knew 
she would ... she's a real cock-hound, this one! A two-dollar whore!" 

Susie started to cry despite her desperate efforts not to, as Jed's 
deep-skewering thrusts began to come with bone-breaking ferocity, each one 
seemingly deeper up her ass than the one before. He moaned as her anus 
clamped deliciously tight around the thick pole of his huge erection and as 
he rocked his pelvis back, drawing his long, distended prick from her rectal 
grip, he could see the soft pink flesh of her rectum clinging to the thick 
shaft only to be crudely shoved back inside as he slammed his loins into her 
upturned ass. His bloated testicles swung up between her thighs and she 
could feel the wispy hairs on his nut-sack tickling the pink lips of her 
pussy as he fucked her cruelly again and again in an act of forbidden 
sodomy! 

Carolyn had moved unconsciously closer, her eyes bulging with amazement as 
she watched her naked girlfriend, doubled over with her bare bottom cheeks 
stuck up for this maniac to paw and fondle ... his turgid pole of 
blood-heated cock deeply crammed between her buttocks as he fucked her again 
and again. 

Carolyn watched in bug-eyed disbelief as Susie started to squirm ... not 
with pain and humiliation as she might well have done, but with the 
lust-stirred wigglings of a woman in heat! She was turning-on to it ... she 
was starting to work back against his cock like a she-bitch in heat! 

Susie's buttocks started to clench and unclench in unmistakable arousal and 
her hips started to grind in tiny concentric circles around the thick, 
desirous hardness of his prick! 

"Goddamn, would you look girls! Ol' Jed has gone and done it ... he's made a 
ass-fucker out of this sweet little thing! Look at her tail wiggle and work 
... she's lovin' it! She's lovin' it!" 

Susie's eyes were closed as if with that simple act she could blot out the 
harsh reality of her shame. She groaned soulfully, her breasts jiggling and 
dancing under her as she lifted herself onto all fours and began to push 
back onto Jed's impaling hugeness with the fervent excitement of a 
schoolgirl getting her first cock! 

Her orgasmic juices were flowing like a spring rain, warm and gushing as 
they oozed along the naked slit of her twat and lubricated the hotly 
spearing thickness of his cock. She groaned incessantly now as the extra 
wetness facilitated his deep-thrusting ravishment of her asshole ... his 
cock was hot and dripping wet with her own juices and he bored that much 
deeper into the wanton depths of her teenage belly! 

Jed leaned over her, grunting and panting like a cardiac patient as he 
frantically pumped his manhood into the eagerly sucking depths of her 
rectum; his hands groped for her firm girlish titties and he squeezed them 
coarsely with his dirty-nailed fingers. Susie choked back the pain and 
worked frantically back in perfect rhythm with his deep sodomizing thrusts 
as her nipples hardened in the convict's hands and rippling waves of 
pleasure radiated out from her frantically squirming young breasts. 

Suddenly, the dammed-up lust of her fervent teenage emotions burst out of 
the inner recesses of her tortured soul and she gave voice to them in a 
gasping, screaming eruption of orgasmic fervor. "Yessss, yesss! Oh, yes, 
fuck me! Stick your big dick up my ass and make me cum! Make me cum with 
that huge cock ... I love it! I love it!" 

He grabbed a handful of tittie-flesh in each palm and pulled the naked, 
writhing teenage brunette back against his loins, slamming her into him as 
he pumped eight inches of virile cock right into her belly. 

Her wanton display brought his fervent lust to a boiling point and he 
grunted as he felt his balls surge with the tempestuous strength of his 
second coming ... he was going to shoot his load right up her tight little 
asshole! 

Susie began to moan soulfully, a gagging, choking cry of forbidden desires 
and shameless lust. "I'm ... I'm cumming! God help me, I'm 
cccuuummmiiinnnggg!" 

She shrieked again and again, shuddering as she felt the liquid heat of his 
sperm splatter up her rectum and slosh into her bowels, filling her until 
the heavy cream-like cum oozed from around the glistening thickness of his 
prick and dribbled lewdly down her thighs. 

He got his breath back and pulled his cock out of her still-tight asshole 
with a reluctantly plopping noise ... and when Susie managed to open her 
eyes again, Carolyn was sitting beside her on the seat, stroking her hair 
soothingly as she shook with the after-shocks of her orgasm. 

And the bus began to move again ... inexorably toward the Prison Farm and 
whatever horrors awaited the two young wives! 

Carolyn sat quietly, listening to the buzzing voices of the other women 
convicts as they talked excitedly of the lewd entertainment they had just 
witnessed. She could hear them but she paid no attention as her eyes 
followed the moving trees and telephone poles along the narrow country-road. 

She sobbed softly and rubbed her girlfriend's head; she knew Susie was in no 
condition to talk to her and she wasn't sure there was anything to say 
between them. It was as if this wanton moment, this lascivious interruption 
in their trip to the prison far, was only the first-act ... the nightmarish 
foreshadowing of the real nightmare that lay ahead! 

 CHAPTER THREE 

The word seemed to spread like a brush-fire on a sun baked prairie. Almost 
before they were off the bus, the wildly titillating tale of these two young 
girls passed from mouth to mouth, whispered behind hands, giggled from one 
ear to the next. 

As Carolyn Evers and Susie Miller stepped from the bus, Susie walking 
gingerly like something was still imbedded in her ravaged nether hole and 
Carolyn clutching the buttonless front of her shirt, the whole yard full of 
female inmates buzzed and tittered with laughter and whispered innuendo. 

"Hey, honey ... how's that brown-eye!" someone shouted anonymously. 

"Sweetie, I hear you blow a mean joint!" 

"Where's ol' Jed? Is he too pooped to show his ugly of face?" 

There was laughter everywhere and the two young women walked hurriedly, 
their faces reddened with shame, following the chubby matron who was a 
carbon-copy of the one they left back at the jail. 

"Susie ... I'm scared," the pretty blonde whispered. "What if ... " 

"Hey, you ... hot lips! No talking! I don't want'a hear nothing out of you 
until you've been processed, understand?" the cowish matron bellowed, her 
nostrils flaring and her cheeks puffing with rage. "You might have made 
quite an impression on ol' Jed, but you ain't nothin' to me but just a 
couple more sloppy pussies, you understand!?" 

Carolyn nodded shamefully, tears returning to her eyes, but she said nothing 
else and in a couple of minutes they were inside the main building, a long 
low brick structure that boasted a plaque outside proclaiming this camp as a 
Depressionera C.C.C. project. There was a newer-looking galvanized roof and 
inside was one long room lined on both sides with wooden benches. The seats 
were one continuous scrawl of initials and epithets, though the girls 
wondered where anyone would find something to carve with, as everything they 
owned was taken from them at the jail and sealed into individual plastic 
bags which the matron had locked away in the bus's luggage section. 

"All right, sit down girls and let's not have a word of chatter. I'll call 
your names one at a time and you'll go in there." She indicated a door 
marked Examinations. "And we'll check you for contraband. Your jailhouse 
clothes will be taken from you and replaced with some of our own. Now, 
remember, no talking!" 

Susie was the second one called and Carolyn suddenly felt more alone than 
ever, not knowing what became of her girlfriend once she went through that 
doorway. She had been with Susie all along and it had not really occurred to 
her that they might be separated ... now she was truly on her own! 

Fifteen minutes later-or was it several hours? Who could tell in the ominous 
silence of that long brightly-lit room? Carolyn heard her name pronounced 
and she got up nervously to enter the room where her friend had disappeared. 

Inside was an examination table, just like in a doctor's office, and a 
cabinet full of instruments and drugs, but everything, the table, the 
chairs, the lights, were all straight from the Thirties, and polished so 
diligently that the chrome was worn off in a dozen or more places. 

Carolyn fidgeted nervously, still clutching her shirt together, until 
suddenly another door opened and yet another matron entered, and behind her 
was a fortyish man with sunglasses and a Dixie-redneck paunch that drooped 
over his shiny belt buckle. 

"Carolyn Evers? I'm Captain Mellon ... and this is our Warden, Warden 
Meyers." 

Carolyn nodded speechlessly, her throat dry from suspicions and fear. She 
clutched tightly at her blouse as she felt the warden's eyes undressing her, 
burning even through the opaque darkness of his sunglasses. 

"Please get on the table, Carolyn ... we have to search you for drugs or 
other contraband. It's all part of your processing procedure ... Please take 
off your clothes first and put them on that table there against the wall." 

The pretty, long-legged blonde thought she was hearing things. "Wh-What? 
Take off my c-clothes?" 

"That's right," the fortyish matron repeated. "Take off your clothes. The 
warden has to be here for security reasons, but don't be modest ... he's 
seen a million pussies in his fifteen years as warden." 

Carolyn just looked at the woman, her jaw hanging limp and her head moving 
slowly from side to side. She brushed her long blonde hair from her face and 
managed to speak. "I-I can't do that! I can't just take my clothes off like 
some ... some...." 

"Some what, Carolyn? Some convict? Well, that's what you are now, baby, and 
don't forget it for a minute if you want to get along here. Now ... get your 
ass on that table! Your bare ass!" 

The tall good-looking blonde swallowed back the tears and turned her back on 
the warden and the matron. She took off her blouse, exposing the long 
slender expanse of her naked unblemished back, as smooth as a baby's bottom 
form the freckled skin of her shoulders to the dimpled curve of the small of 
her back. 

"The pants too?" she asked hopefully. 

"Everything ... your panties as well." 

Carolyn felt her fingers trembling as she opened the buttons of her too-big 
jailhouse trousers and let them drop down around her ankles. She heard not a 
word from the two people who watched her like she was an animal in a cage, 
but she could feel the burning intensity of the warden's stare on the backs 
of her long slender legs. She wore a tiny pair of bikini panties, the ones 
she had put on new the night of their arrest, and they were thin and flimsy 
now from being washed time and time again. 

She hooked the elastic top that cut across the flatness of her belly just 
above the sparse light fluff of her pubic hair and she pulled the panties 
down to her knees. Leaning forward, she took them off, first one foot and 
then the other and then, with a sigh of finality, she turned around ... 
completely naked! 

"What happened to your socks?" the matron asked, looking at Carolyn's bare 
feet and the empty shoes to her left. 

"They ran out at the jail ... I had to do without." 

"All right ... now, hop on the table and put your feet in the stirrups. Have 
you ever had a pelvis examination before?" 

Carolyn gasped. "A pelvis? Yes, but only by a doctor! You can just...." 

"Relax, honey, I'm a practical nurse ... I know what I'm doing. If I had a 
dime for every pussy I've looked into, I'd never have to work again." The 
warden snickered, brushing his fingers through his thinning hair. Carolyn 
managed a quick look at him and she saw that he was sweating, a heavy beaded 
line of moistness across his forehead and under his lip. It didn't take much 
to guess that he was watching her carefully, his eyes going over every 
secret curve and hollow .of her slender young body. 

Carolyn climbed onto the ancient examining couch and put her legs into the 
metal stirrups; the angle of them made her thighs spread nakedly and she 
felt their eyes on the pink hair-fringed slit of her pussy. 

"All right," the matron said. "This might hurt just a little, but it's all 
part of the process. You'd be amazed what girls have tried to smuggle into 
this place." She slipped a rubber glove on her right hand and 
unceremoniously shoved a finger into the naked blonde's twat. 

She groaned from the pain and clenched her eyes tightly shut as she heard 
the matron whisper and something to the warden. 

"Okay ... you're clean. Now, take your feet out of the stirrups and turn 
over. We've got to check the other one too." 

Carolyn shook with revulsion and incredible shame, but she obeyed 
unhesitatingly, most of her usual high-spirit kicked out of her now like 
someone had directed a heavy boot to the underside of her belly. She kneeled 
there on the couch as they looked between her legs and she coughed with pain 
as she felt the matron's gloved finger suddenly wiggle into her rectum. 

"Unngghh! That hurts!" 

"What's the matter? Never had a cock up there? You ain't lived 'til you've 
tried the Hershey Highway!" the warden interjected and the matron laughed 
nervously. They conferred again, whispering, and Carolyn climbed off the 
bed, her knees weak and rubbery from the pain and the unspeakable 
embarrassment. 

"Okay ... through that door and one of the girls will show you the way. 
You'll be in a holding cell with your girlfriend until we decide what to do 
with you." 

Carolyn started to pick up her jailhouse clothes. "Oh, no, those go back to 
the county jail. Just go on and we'll get you some clothes latter ... hurry 
it up now, we've got other girls to examine." 

Two short-haired women awaited her in the darkened corridor outside the 
examining room. They got off their wooden three-legged stools when she 
opened the door and looked her over like a couple of men in a bar appraising 
some new arrival. 

They had faint moustaches over their upper lips and their eyes sparkled as 
they ran their gaze over her tall lithesome nakedness. Carolyn felt as 
utterly undressed and vulnerable as she had with the warden. 

"You Carolyn Evers?" the first one asked, taking the blonde's wrist and 
squeezing it in a gesture that Carolyn could not identify as affection or 
security. 

"Yes ... I am." She looked down at the dirty floor, staring between the 
curvaceous mounds of her naked breasts. 

"All right ... come with us. Cell twenty. Your girly-friend is already 
there." The two convict trustees switched a knob on the wall and a light 
came on over a steel door halfway down the corridor. One of them unlocked a 
box in the wall with a key that she wore around her neck on a heavy chain 
and, when she threw another switch inside the locked box, the steel door of 
cell twenty whirred open a few inches and they hustled her down to it. 

Susie was already inside, sitting dejectedly on a metal bunk, one of two in 
the tiny cramped cell. It was windowless, but there was an opening in the 
door large enough for a woman's head to poke through, yet not large enough 
to allow an escape. 

Susie said nothing until the door was closed again and then she took 
Carolyn's hands and sat her down opposite her on the other bunk. "Carolyn, 
did they...." 

"Oh, Susie, it was awful! That terrible man was there and I could feel him 
staring at my tits and between my legs! Oh, Susie...." 

The street-wise brunette smiled sardonically and put her arms around her 
girlfriend. Though they both were nude, it was only a gesture of comfort and 
hope ... the faintest glimmer of hope that was all they still possessed! 
Stripped of their honor and their decency, then their modesty crushed like 
dirt under the warden's feet! 

Susie shook her head slowly and patted her sobbing girlfriend's back ... 
Dear merciful God, what next! What next! 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

The two hapless young wives, one just out of her teens and the other still a 
teenager, waited for hours in near silence, too stunned by the cruelness of 
their ordeal to speak. Their minds were already beginning to slip into the 
vegetative routine of prison life, blanked to any semblance of cohesive 
thought and numbed to the cold, cruel reality of their own plight. 

Finally, they fell asleep, first Susie and then Carolyn and they passed a 
fitful night, chilled beneath their woolen blankets, their naked flesh 
rubbed raw by the coarse weave of the fabric. Wild, frightening shapes and 
screeching voices filled their dreams as they relived the horrifying minutes 
of the last day they had shared ... until it was morning and they awoke, 
sleepy-eyes and drowzy from lack of real sleep, from the banging of 
something metallic on their door. 

Carolyn looked up and saw a force peering through the hole and into the 
shadowy confines of their cell ... it was a man! 

"Good morning, honey ... I've got some breakfast for you and the clothes 
they sent from the supply hall, but you'll have to come up here to the door 
and get it ... I ain't got no key." 

Carolyn climbed out of her bunk, cracking her head on the edge of the shelf 
that hung over it. She reached for her blanket to cover her nakedness, but 
decided it wasn't worth the bother ... everyone, it seemed, had seen every 
inch of her young body, why did it matter if there was one more added to the 
list? 

He whistled appreciatively as he leaned through the window opening and 
looked down at the well-stacked blonde's appealing nakedness. "Never mind 
the comments ... let's have the clothes first and then the food." Carolyn 
was amazed at the coldness of her own voice, as if the experiences of 
yesterday had hardened her and transformed her in twenty-four short hours 
from a naive girl into a tough, calculating woman. But she knew it was only 
an illusion, the thin veneer people build around themselves when their only 
protection is their own thick skin. 

"They might be the wrong size ... I came by and took a look before you woke 
up, but I couldn't see much under the cover." 

Carolyn grimaced. "You should have woke us up and we'd have modeled for 
you." . 

His eyes widened and his lips broke into a toothy smile; at least he wasn't 
half bad-looking, a lot better than anyone else she had seen around the jail 
or the prison farm. She realized that she didn't know Whether he was a 
trusty or a guard, but when he lifted her clothes through the small opening, 
she glimpsed the gray cuff of his uniform and she knew ... one of warden 
Mayes men. 

"Thanks," she muttered. "Now how about the food?" He leaned in for one last 
look before the girls dressed. Susie was awake now and standing across the 
narrow cell, her hands on her hips and as absolutely naked as Carolyn. 

He handed the small metal trays through the hole and then passed Carolyn a 
pink slip of paper. "It's your pass to the warden's office. He wants to see 
both of you as soon as you're finished eating. Just bang on the door and one 
of the run-girls will let you out." 

"Run-girls?" 

"Yeah, trustees who have the keys to the cellblocks ... but don't go getting 
any ideas, 'cause only the tower guards have the keys to the outside gates. 
I can't get out of this place unless somebody let's me pass ... Now, hurry 
up, good-lookin' and get your ass over to the warden's office!" 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

The door was marked simply Warden, but there was no handle, just a single 
buzzer and an intercom speaker. Carolyn was afraid to touch it, but Susie 
was braver and soon a disembodied voice crackled through the speaker. 

"Yes ... who is it?" 

"Uh, Susie Miller and Carolyn Evers ... the warden sent for us." Without a 
reply, the door buzzed and Susie pushed on it with her palm. It swung open 
onto a tiny receptionist's office but there was no one at the desk. Just 
then the door to the warden's inner office opened and Warden Mayes himself 
stepped out, a smile on his face that was as honest as an aluminum siding 
salesman's pitch. 

"Come in, ladies ... I hope you slept well." 

Susie spoke up bravely. "We could have slept better if we'd had some 
clothes." 

"What?" he shot back, apparently surprised. "You didn't get any clothes? 
Why, I'll see to that right away!" He went back into his paneled inner 
office and the two girls followed close behind him. The office was 
unpretentious but large, and there was a huge plate glass window that looked 
over the whole camp. 

He went to the phone and the two of them looked wistfully out across the 
huge prison yard and the stretch of barren earth that separated their camp 
from the men's compound. Men were working in the fields even further 
distant, hardly more than silhouettes, but Carolyn and Susie strained and 
squinted anyway, desperately hoping for a glimpse of their husbands. 

"Don't bother hurting your eyes," he said as he dialed a number on his 
inter-camp telephone. "Your husbands have been moved out to the warehouse 
... They work the night shift and they're probably sleeping right now." 

"Are they all right?" Carolyn gushed. "Can we see them? Is there any way?" 

"Just a second ... Hello, is this Captain Griggs? Warden Mayes here. I have 
the two new arrivals here, the ones Jed Hopkins brought up from town. 
Listen, they weren't given clothes last night ... That's right ... Now, you 
check into it and find out who's to blame and see to it they get docked a 
day's pay. And tell whoever it is that next time, they'll be out on their 
ass!" He slammed down the phone and turned back to the girls. 

"You were saying something?" His smile seemed a touch more believable now 
and Carolyn wondered-hopefully-if perhaps the warden would be different from 
the others they had met so far. Perhaps he wasn't the animal they expected 
him to be. 

"I was saying, can we see our husbands?" she asked again. 

Warden Mayes smiled and looked down at the floor. "Well, rules are rules, 
ladies. And there just isn't any visiting between camps, conjugal or 
otherwise." 

Carolyn's face dropped. "Oh...." 

"But, like any rule, it's made to be broken. Perhaps we can arrange it 
later. It just isn't possible right away, you know. I mean, it wouldn't look 
too good if I made an exception for you right after you arrived here." He 
looked the girls over, both of them deliciously tantalizing in their 
tight-fitting prison uniforms. Carolyn especially looked as if an 
especially-deep breath would pop those beautiful tits of hers right out into 
the open ... where he could feel and kiss them! 

"Anyway, like I said," he went on, his hands clasped behind him. He was 
pacing the floor and avoiding looking them in the eyes. Carolyn was eagerly 
hopeful and wide-eyed at the prospect of seeing her husband, but Susie was 
less convinced. "Maybe we could work out that visit you want ... if you 
girls don't give me any trouble." 

Susie nodded and a knowing grin curled her lips. "What kind of trouble, 
Warden? And just what did you have in mind for us?" 

He smiled and a line of sweat beaded across his forehead just over his bushy 
eyebrows. "Something special ... none of that sloppy pig-farm stuff for a 
couple of fine women like yourselves. And all you have to do is just be 
women ... I won't ask you to do anything you wouldn't do anyway for your 
husbands ... or your boyfriends!" He leered nastily at that last word, as if 
he half-expected the girls to confess a history of wrongdoing. 

"What!?" Carolyn gasped. "You can't mean that! Why, we'd never do that in a 
million years! You can't make us! This is a prison, not a ... a whorehouse!" 

"Then the answer is no?" 

"Of course it's no!" Carolyn shouted angrily. 

"And you, Mrs. Miller?" He looked at the short attractive brunette as if he 
expected her to be more reasonable. 

"I'm with Carolyn ... I draw the line way short of balling my way through 
prison. I'd rather slop hogs." 

He nodded and went to the phone. "Okay, ladies, I'll tell you what ... I 
won't consider that your final answer. You let me know in a couple of days, 
okay?" 

"But there's no need for that," Carolyn said disgustedly. "We won't change 
our minds!" 

Warden Mayes grinned broadly with some private knowledge. "Maybe- ... but 
let's not be too sure!" 

 CHAPTER SIX 

The old Coca-Cola thermometer hung on a nail in the feed shed said it was 
ninety-five in the shade, but Carolyn and Susie were sure it had to be at 
least a hundred and twenty out in the sun where they were working. The 
tin-roofed feed shed adjoined a line of muddy holding pens as long as a 
football field, smelly, foul-smelling fenced areas where pigs wallowed and 
grunted, fattening on the mixture of grain feed and wastes from the prison 
farm's kitchens and canning plant. And there in the baking heat, the souring 
pig swill seemed to take on a smell greater than anything the girls had ever 
known ... a foul, nose-burning stench that turned their stomachs and made 
them woozy with sickness. 

There was a flat-bed trailer towed from pen to pen, pulled behind a trailer 
driven by one of the inmates from the men's section, an old amputee who was 
far enough along in years to be safe among the women. And the girls shoveled 
the swill from the trailer, heaving it through the wooden fence and into the 
pigs' swill troughs. The sows grunted and then rooted messily into the 
rotting swill and then the trailer would move onto the next pen ... and so 
on until the row was finished and they could walk back in the sun for 
another load. 

There were two women assigned to each row of pens and no one talked, though 
the nearest guards were quite a ways away. It was simply too hot and 
fatiguing to open their mouths and no one felt much like idle chatter anyway 
as the burning sun beat down on their heads and their sweat-soaked bodies. 

It was nearly noon when Susie took her girlfriend's shoulder and turned her 
around. Susie's lips were blistered from the sun and her eyes were weak and 
runny. "Carolyn...." she gasped for enough breath to get the words out. " 
... You can stay here with these fucking pigs if you want to, but I'm going 
to go see the warden." 

"Susie, you can't!" 

"The hell I can't! I'd rather sacrifice a little more of what little 
self-respect I have left than die here in this pig shit! Not me, baby ... 
and if you've got half a brain, you'll come with me. Three months, Carolyn, 
three months! Do you really think you can stand three months of this? You'll 
die out here and they'll feed you to the hogs along with the rest of the 
swill!" 

The brunette threw down her shovel and started the long walk to the guards' 
air-conditioned blockhouse. She never even looked back, but when she reached 
the closed door and started to knock, she heard the sound of running feet 
behind her and turned to see her blonde girlfriend stumble up, out of breath 
and clutching at her stomach. 

Susie smiled thinly. "Well, whatever it is we're getting into, we'll face it 
together!" 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

The word had come down from the warden's office-Carolyn and Susie were taken 
from the pig farm in the camp commander's own personal car, and an 
uninterrupted, unmolested hot shower was waiting for them at the prison 
barracks. And when they left the shower, the matron had new clothes in her 
arms, still prison-issue, but a much better fit than anything they had worn 
since their arrest. 

Warden Mayes sent for them and they were taken, not to his office, but to an 
empty section of the women's barracks, a large room filled with bunks bolted 
to the floor. A pile of mattresses was in one corner and the windows were 
boarded shut from the outside, letting a strange grayish light in through 
the cracks between the planks. 

They blinked and rubbed their eyes when they entered, and when the matron 
closed the door behind them, they thought for a moment they were alone ... 
but they soon knew that was not the case. 

"Good afternoon, ladies," the warden boomed at them as their eyes grew 
accustomed to the dim light. Actually, it was not so dark, but they had 
spent most of the day in the glaring brightness of the pig farm and it 
seemed as black as night until their eyes readjusted. 

"Warden, we ... " 

"I know everything already, and if you don't mind, I'll do the talking this 
time," he said sharply. As their eyes focused, they saw that the warden was 
not alone; sitting on several of the bunks were three of the guard officers, 
dressed in their uniforms with gold-braided chevrons. "These are some of my 
top men. The ones who are trusted with the, uh, extra opportunities that 
occur here at the camp from time to time. They are completely trustworthy, 
ladies, and nothing they see will go beyond this room. You see, we are 
embarking on a new venture ... a chance at some real money for some of us, 
and a golden opportunity for you two." 

Carolyn fidgeted nervously, aware that all the men were already mentally 
undressing her. She could feel the heat of their lusting stares on the soft 
swelling curves of her body. "W-what kind of opportunity?" 

"A chance to get some gain time ... extra time that will put you out of here 
ahead of schedule. And a chance to see your husbands if you do a really good 
job. But we have to know first if you're the right girls ... do you 
understand what I mean?" 

Carolyn looked at her girlfriend, her eyes already moist with shame ... 
Sure, I know what you mean! You want us to undress for you and your friends! 
And you want to touch us and kiss us and, God forbid, stick your cocks in 
us! And I know it's the only, way out of this nightmare ... we have to do 
it! 

"So, if there are no further questions for the moment, would you two ladies 
step over there in the light and take off your clothes. I've seen you both, 
quite closely in fact, but my officers need to see for themselves ... hurry 
it up, please." 

Susie shrugged and started to undress, unbuttoning her shirt to the waist 
but taking her pants off first. There was a chorus of ooohs and aaahs as she 
pulled her pants off her curvaceously-turned legs, exposing a glistening 
display of supple thigh and slender calf. She was wearing white cotton 
panties, prison issue as well, and she turned her back to take them off, 
pulling them down over her buttocks cheeks and then tugging them down in 
front until they were below her ankles. She didn't want to bend too far, so 
she pushed them down to the floor with her foot, stepping out of her shoes. 

When she turned around, she was naked except for the unbuttoned shirt that 
spread open in front, giving them a peek at the large full globes of her 
tits. Her nipples were long and hard, pulsing with the lascivious sensation 
of stripping naked in front of these men like a common whore! 

She took off her shirt and the officers, in spite of their attempted 
decorum, started to mumble and comment openly, shaking their heads in 
amazement as they looked at her young naked body. 

"See, men, she's everything I told you ... but how about you, Carolyn, are 
you bashful?" 

Carolyn had gotten as far as unbuttoning her shirt, but she held it closed 
over her breasts as she watched her girlfriend undress as calmly as if she 
was at home in front of her own mirror. 

"If you can't manage it, Carolyn, I'll have one of the men give you a hand," 
the warden snickered. 

"No! I-I can do it!" she shot back nervously. And within a few seconds, she 
was as naked as her girlfriend. The lithe young blonde, slender and as 
supple as a teenager, was less endowed than her friend, but her body was 
every bit as appealing, her firm tits proudly high and naked. Her belly was 
as flat as a board and it led deliciously to the sparse light fleece of her 
blondish pubic hair. And just barely visible beneath the light fluff of hair 
were the pouting pink lips of her young pussy; her gentle labial folds were 
quivering with fear and shame as the men stared openly at her. 

"Men, what would you like to see?" the warden breathed excitedly. "I'm sure 
these girls will oblige us ... since they weren't too happy out with the 
hogs." 

A ripple of laughter went through the onlookers and one of the men spoke up. 
"I know what ... a little muff-diving. I saw a couple of honeys doing it in 
a movie the other night. One of them dirty movies ... let's see if they can 
do as well!" 

"You heard the man ... get to it. Let's see you two put on a little show. 
Jerry, put a mattress on the floor right there in the light and let's give 
the ladies room." 

Carolyn looked to her more experienced friend for help. "W-What does he 
mean?" 

Susie grinned disgustedly. "They want us to, uh, do it to each other ... 
with our lips and tongues." 

"Oh, Susie, I couldn't!" 

Susie took her hand. "You just do what I do and don't think about it. You 
and I both know it's just to keep us out of that pig farm. I'll show you 
what to do." 

"C'mon," the warden insisted. "Let's get this show going!" 

Susie went to the mattress and lay down across it. The men got up and moved 
in closer for a better look. The beautiful teenager opened her legs and 
motioned to Carolyn to join her. 

"Just get on your hands and knees over me ... backwards." 

The gorgeous married blonde did as her friend told her, her hands shaking 
with fear and revulsion as she crawled on top of her, one knee on each side 
of Susie's chest. 

Carolyn groaned embarrassedly as Susie's arms encircled her back, clasping 
around her waist just above the flaring swell of her hips. "Push down, 
Carolyn ... I know how you feel, but we have to do it right or they'll have 
us slopping pigs before supper!" she whispered loudly. 

The naked slender blonde spread her legs wider and pushed her pelvis down 
until she shuddered from the feel of Susie's face and cheeks between her 
nakedly-splayed thighs. Suddenly, the brunette's tongue lashed out and 
touched the sensitive soft flesh of her vulva. 

"Ohhh!" Carolyn gasped. 

"Shhhhhh ... don't talk, just do what I'm doing! C'mon, before we lose this 
one chance!" 

Carolyn lowered her face into the gap between the other girl's wide-spread 
thighs, feeling the heat of her thighs against her cheeks. She hesitated, 
but she could tell from the tightening of Susie's arms around her that she 
was growing impatient ... I know she's right, but this is so awful! 

She heard Susie's voice, pained with impatience. "Hurry up, damn it! Kiss me 
between the legs, you know where! Kiss me there and lick me like I'm doing!" 

As soon as she had hissed her insistent words, Susie planted a fervent 
soul-kiss on the blonde's naked vagina, gripping her tightly with her hands 
locked around her hips so that she could not squirm away. It was a desperate 
gesture, but she had to force her girlfriend into a convincing performance 
before Warden Mayes and his horny friends lost their patience. 

"That's the way! Look at that girl go! Eat that sweet little pussy! Eat it!" 
the pot-bellied camp commander shouted excitedly. 

Carolyn shook and shuddered like a high-voltage wire had dropped across her 
ass, moaning with shame and humiliation as Susie kissed her hotly right on 
the pouting lips of her cunt! 

Susie's tongue slipped over her bottom teeth and licked arousingly at the 
blonde girl's bud-like clitoris. Carolyn groaned and trembled and imitated 
her girlfriend's actions exactly ... her own lips and tongue timidly 
exploring the damp hair-fringed cleft of her friend's naked sex! 

The naked, hard-squirming brunette heard the nagging voice of her own 
conscience ... was she doing this so deftly only because Warden Mayes was 
forcing them, or was she really secretly enjoying it? Was that licking 
sensation deep in her flaming loins the undeniable signal of her fast-rising 
passion? ... Susie was afraid she knew the answer! 

She hotly licked her girlfriend's moist, hair-fringed pussy, laving the 
naked pink slit from the puckered bud of her anus, down the wet steaming 
fissure of her cunt, to the pulsing, nerve-crammed little bud of her 
clitoris. 

"Aaawwwww ... Mmmmmmmmm," Carolyn grunted, her noises muffled by the 
brunette's thighs around her face. Susie was squirming desperately now and 
as the nude blonde girl licked and kissed her pussy, she knew she was going 
to have an orgasm ... '. a screaming shameful orgasm of hot girly-cum! 

"Ohhhhh, yesss ... yessss ... God, don't stop, Carolyn! Lick my pussy! Lick 
my hot burning cunt!" she gasped, managing to keep up the frantic 
cunnilingual pace with her own girlfriend's own pussy-slit until ...! 

"Goddamn, goddamn ... I'm ... I'm cumming! I'm ccuummiinnggg!" 

Carolyn felt a rush of color into her cheeks and face as she realized her 
friend's performance was no act ... she had just given her girlfriend an 
orgasm with her own tongue and lips in a wanton act of lesbian sex! 

Suddenly, though her own tremorous loins tingled with the warming rise of 
her own passion, she jerked her lips away from Susie's pussy and climbed off 
her as the naked brunette lay there on the dirty ruined mattress, squirming 
with the heat of her lust. 

"Man, what a show! What a pussy-show!" the warden bellowed, smacking his 
lips and slapping his thick knees. "But here comes the main act ... c'mon 
in, boys!" 

Carolyn's head turned in surprise and Susie managed to open her eyes as she 
sat up on the mattress, still nearly in shock from her wanton orgasm ... 
there were two black men standing in the doorway wearing prison pants, a 
pair of Negro convicts from the men's camp! And it was more than obvious 
what they were brought here for ... there was a thick ridge of virile 
hardness running down the insides of their trousers! 

Carolyn could only look on in dumbfounded horror as the two husky, 
broad-chested blacks approached the two young married women. One of them 
moved toward Susie, now standing uncertainly on her slender legs. Carolyn 
waited for some response, some show of fear and loathing ... but the 
response she saw was hardly the one she expected! 

Susie walked toward the nice-looking young black man, one of her large full 
breasts cupped in the palm of her hand. 

She lifted it in bold, lewd invitation as Carolyn gasped in horror! 

"Kiss my tit ... kiss it and suck my nipple, please!" the naked brunette 
breathed, her voice rich with passion. 

Carolyn backed to the edge of a bolted down bunk and sat down, dumbfounded 
and wide-eyed with disbelief. Her own girlfriend ... and she wanted to do 
it, it was obvious! She wanted this black man to caress her and kiss her and 
... fuck her! 

He took her smoothly-curved tit in both his dark hands and lifted it gently, 
gazing at it as if it were a priceless work of art. Finally, he lowered his 
fleshy lips to the pink-capped tip of her crinkly nipple and kissed it 
desirously, softly and cautiously at first but then with such wanton 
ferocity that the naked young wife groaned with rekindled salaciousness as 
her supple eager body began to writhe and wriggle with desire! 

The black convict rolled the bulging, firm sides of her large voluptuous 
tits as he kissed and tongued them; his fingers tightened over the 
ivory-white curves of her breasts until the flesh rose in ridges between the 
darkness of his fingers. 

"Oooohhh, that feels so good ... your hard, strong fingers on my tits!" she 
murmured, panting with fervent emotion. But suddenly, a wicked impish grin 
on her face, she pushed his face away from the delicious curves of her 
breasts and pushed down on his strong muscular shoulders. "Lower, handsome 
... you big, strong animal! Kiss me ... down there!" 

His teeth gleamed through a wet fleshy grin as he kissed her flat belly 
beneath the swelling mounds of her breasts. His tongue was like a searing 
chunk of burning-hot metal as it moved over her white girlish skin, down the 
middle of her smooth naked body. 

"Aaaaww, yes!" she moaned as he hotly kissed his way down the plane of her 
flat soft belly to the dark fleecy curls of her pubic hair. He paused on the 
way down to stick his thick pink tongue-tip into the shallow orifice of her 
navel and she groaned at the lurid incitement of his spear-like tongue as it 
bored into her belly. A few inches south and he was brushing over the first 
wisp-like hairs with his chin and he could feel the growing heat of her 
loins as he drew closer and closer to the hair-shrouded slit of her 
white-girl's pussy! 

He was on his knees now, kneeling in supplication before the splendid 
nakedness of this white woman, his first, and he kissed her hotly on the 
fuzzy pouting lips of her pussy with the fervor of a starving man. A low 
animalish groan rippled from the naked brunette's throat as her head 
suddenly dropped back and her dark hair swirled luxuriantly down her bare 
back. She reached down to his dark curly hair and ran her fingers through it 
shamelessly while this wanton white girl, a married one at that, went after 
a black boy like she hadn't had a man in ten years! 

She pressed his face hard into the steaming fissure of her cunt ... Yes, 
yes! Your tongue ... mmm, and your lips! 

Carolyn watched in wide-eyed disbelief as the other black went to her 
girlfriend, kissing her now as the two of them worked frantically on her 
like a pair of lust-slaves! The second one was kissing the bare ridges of 
her tingling spine and she wriggled sensuously between them, her whole naked 
body squirming in a dozen different directions at once as the two black 
convicts bathed her with their thick pink tongues. A mewling moan of 
fast-rising ecstasy gurgled from her trembling lips as the second one knelt 
behind her lithe young body. He kissed her lower and lower, over the small 
of her back, past the pair of sexy dimples and then down the hot, hairless 
cleft of her buttocks! 

Her naked asscheeks clenched and unclenched in unholy arousal as the Negro's 
tongue swiped its hot moist way along the bare crevice of her ass! She could 
hardly stand the lascivious titillation and she began to cry out loudly as 
the two men seemed bent on eating their way through her and meeting in the 
middle! One's lips fervently nibbled at her vagina and the other pushed his 
tongue deeply between the quivering half-moons of her bare ass, spearing 
salaciously between the shivering cheeks until his tonguetip hotly bored 
into the puckered flesh of her asshole! 

Carolyn could feel a slow but unmistakable change taking place in her naked 
young body as she watched, as mesmerized and speechless as the warden's men 
... it was a change she tried not to admit, a change she struggled to 
minimize and play down ... but it was happening, no matter how hard she 
tried to push it out of her confused and sex-tortured mind! She was "turning 
on" to this wildly lascivious tableau, this "blue-movie" in the flesh ... 
she was turning on and she knew she would soon be so hot and burning with 
the frenzied fevers of her girlish passion that she would be as lost and 
unable to control herself as her girlfriend was already! 

Without bothering to look, she knew her naked thighs were moving against 
each other, grinding softly as she watched this incredible performance of 
black and white together. A stirring moan from her brunette girlfriend 
brought her out of her confused thoughts and she looked again as Susie was 
writhing wildly with undisguised lust, an incessant gurgling moan of naked 
arousal on her lips. Her hips ground back and forth in a two-man rhythm of 
pussy-stirring incitement ... first as she pushed the pink-lipped 
hair-rimmed flesh of her vagina for the black man to suck and lick with his 
.hot lips and then as she ground her ass back to the other man whose tongue 
bored and squirmed into the smooth bare cleft of her buttocks. 

Suddenly, the second man left his lust-stirring duties as if on some unheard 
cue and started toward Carolyn. His buddy was quick to pull Susie down onto 
the mattress again and Carolyn heard her groan in naked submission but she 
was too worried about her own plight to pay it much heed. The second black 
man moved toward her silently, padding on his bare feet like a jungle 
tribesman, his dark eyes flashing with lust as he gaze took in all of her 
blonde white nakedness! 

He reached out and touched her crudely with his fingers, dragging one finger 
through the damp slit of her hair-rimmed pussy. His other hand groped for 
the soft supple mound of her young breast and she groaned in abject shame 
and despair as his dark fingers closed over her tit and pulled at it until 
the skin stretched and welted pink. 

"C'mon, honey ... you don't want to miss the party. We've got to put on a 
real nice show for the Cap'n here, 'cause I've got a bunch o'gain time 
ridin' on it ... get your sweet white ass ready, honky bitch, 'cause this 
nigger's gonna ream you good!" 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Carolyn nearly fainted dead away with shame as he kissed her breasts moistly 
swirling his rough tongue tip over the pulsing pink hardness of her nipples. 
He lifted the swelling mounds of her breasts, one in each brown hand, until 
the nipples aimed up at him like a pair of pink eyes, and he kissed them 
fervently, jumping from one to the other, licking the crinkly round nipples 
as Carolyn gasped and moaned with despair. 

He dropped to his knees as he had with Susie, but this time he was between 
her knees as she sat tremblingly on the edge of the metal bunk. He lowered 
his lips to the light fleecy softness of her pubic curls and kissed her 
hungrily there, his tongue hotly laving the steaming pink fissure of her 
cunt. 

"Mmmmm...." she gasped in spite of herself, frenziedly squirming from his 
lust-stirring laving. He pushed her knees open with the backs of his hands 
and wiggled his head into the warm sweet-smelling fissure of her pussy. 

Drawing apart the ragged fleshy folds of her cunt, he spread the moist pink 
lips until the full naked slit of her hair-lined pussy was there nakedly 
exposed before his eyes. He moaned like a starving man suddenly thrown 
before an imperial banquet ... then dropped his kiss again to the 
hotly-smoldering slit of her pussy and wriggled his whole thick tongue into 
the clinging wet warmth of her cunt. The throbbing heat enveloped his tongue 
and seemed to draw him deeper into the fervent inferno of her aroused 
sexuality ... and the black man knew that this white girl was all his! 

Carolyn shuddered and moaned loudly enough for the men to hear as the tip of 
his surprisingly long tongue burrowed hotly between her cuntal folds and 
deeply into her twat. She tried to squirm away, but he pulled her legs back 
toward him with an easy strong grip. 

Her eyes were clenched shut as if to block out this new and even more wanton 
nightmare, but as his hungry laving and nibbling continued, she knew she 
could not hide from the truth ... she wanted him to suck and nibble at the 
heat of her twat! She loved the wanton, forbidden sensation of this black 
man's tongue between her legs! 

A groan of naked debasement gurgled from her chest, and her head twitched 
like a condemned man when the switch is thrown. She tried to look for her 
girlfriend, but through the teary mist that clouded her vision, she could 
see nothing but weird shapes and flickering lights. She opened her mouth to 
scream, to somehow ease the painful shame of her forbidden lusts that way, 
but nothing happened ... just another mewling whimper that made her sound 
like a bitch in heat! 

Her slender young body, white and smooth next to the black man's pock-marked 
flesh, warmed with an unholy glow of desire that misted her skin with 
perspiration as pin pricks of illicit desire tickled her loins like a giant 
feather in the hands of a sadist! 

She leaned back and rested on her elbows, her thighs nakedly splayed, and 
her girlish firm breasts jiggled and bounced excitedly as she squirmed 
around on the bunk, shamelessly working against the black man's tongue as 
she went slowly out of her mind with raving pussy-lust! 

He lifted just enough of his face from her sweet-tasting crotch, a smirk of 
conquest on his lips as he saw that the white girl was climbing the walls 
with lust. It made him feel good ... he was just a con, a black man with no 
past and very little future, and he was able to do this to a beautiful 
blonde white bitch! She was no better than the dirty little farm-hand girls 
he used to ball out behind the barns on the tenant farm where he grew up ... 
she was just another hot wet pussy! 

He watched her face as he tongued her clit, hypnotized by the contortions 
and twistings of her face and neck as he licked the very soul of her 
femininity. He was hurting her with the gnawing pain of her lust, hurting 
just as surely as if he had sliced her with a razor or beaten her with his 
fists ... he was hurting her, and she was loving every precious second of it 
like the honkie bitch she was! ... Maybe I'm just a nigger to you, baby, but 
right now I'm the master and you're the goddamn slave! 

With his hands he pushed her legs back and up, lifting them beneath the 
knees and levering her thighs upward to give him full naked access to the 
widely spread lips of her cunt. He chuckled to himself at the lewdness of 
his thoughts, and then he teased her wantonly with the pointed tip of his 
tongue, prodding her shamefully in the tautly-puckered little mouth of her 
anus. 

With this new and even more devastating humiliation, Carolyn groaned 
pitifully as his tongue touched her there in her most private spot ... the 
little hole that ached and throbbed from the frenzied heat of her wanton 
lusts! 

Her body writhed and shivered as if she were being cruelly beaten with a 
bullwhip and her eyes rolled in their sockets and a low hissing whine 
escaped like hot air from between her clenched white teeth. 

"Aaawww, yess! Lick me, lick my pussy!" she finally gasped, her hips 
grinding from side to side in a last unconscious attempt to escape the 
inevitable tonguing of her rectum. She heard him chuckling between her 
thighs and then felt the even deeper insinuation of his pink pointed tongue 
tip. Her buttocks clenched involuntarily, but she was only wasting her 
effort ... her body had long since surrendered to this wildly licking black 
man! 

She mewled and whimpered with fast-rising abandon and her breasts rose and 
fell as she gulped in frantic mouthfuls of air. Her naked hard nipples 
throbbed with the surging heat of her shameless desires, and she cried 
openly, as much with frustration and confusion as with shame. 

But then her buttocks started to grind and work as if they had a mind of 
their own, squirming hotly against the deep-probing hardness of his tongue, 
meeting his thrusting lavings with a grinding sensuous rhythm as old as 
time. Her whole body was shuddering and convulsing, and she groaned and 
mewled animalishly, urging the Negro to a faster, harder tonguing that drove 
the naked young blonde insane with desire! 

She made a last-ditch attempt at rescuing her decency, clenching her teeth 
and struggling with the crumbling ruins of her self-respect ... and in a few 
short seconds, even that was gone! 

There was no pretense now, and the lithe young blonde, so white and smooth 
next to the working-class black's tough and hardened dark skin, began to 
spasm convulsively like she was suffering an epileptic seizure, weird noises 
gurgling from her throat as the cords stood out prominently in her neck. She 
leaned further back, pushing her crotch up so that he could tongue all of 
her vagina and the deep slit of her ass as well with long laving swipes of 
his huge pink tongue! 

He worked his face deep between her soft supple thighs, savoring the 
tickling wispy hairs that brushed his cheeks and nostrils as she sensuously 
wriggled her naked loins against his lust-stirring lips. 

The black man looked down again at the pink, juice-moist lips of her vagina 
... he knew he was going to fuck her now, his first white woman, and she was 
good-looking enough to be from the pages of some men's magazine. His cock 
would be in her in a few more minutes, his aching prick deep in her honkie 
belly as she screamed in delicious pain and writhed around his huge black 
dick like a she-dog with her mate! And then when she had had enough, he 
would sigh and groan and empty his black man's balls into the wriggling 
depths of her flat white belly! 

He lifted his flesh pink lips from her pussy and stood up, towering over her 
enormously, and then he took off his pants and prison undershorts in one 
hurried jerk ... and he was as naked as she was! 

Carolyn opened her eyes as his lips left her twat and she fought the urge to 
scream ... No, no! Lick me some more! Kiss my pussy and make me cum! 

Her eyes were still hazy and misted with tears, but she focused slowly 
anyway on the towering hulk of a black man who stood naked over her like a 
jungle savage, as naked as the day he was born. Her eyes moved down his 
banded muscular chest, over the curly steel wool thicket of his chest hair 
to the hardness of his belly and the thick bushy vee of his pelvis ... 
suddenly, her eyes cleared and started to widen ... and widen ... My God, is 
he a man or a horse! I couldn't take that thing in me, it's enormous! 

He saw the look of sheer terror in the blonde white girl's eyes, and he 
laughed out loud. He took his huge, thick ebony erection in both hands and 
drew back the rubbery foreskin until the head popped into view. 

Carolyn shook her head from side to side in fear and bewilderment-her 
passions had gone too far now for any feeble pretense at decency and 
self-respect ... she needed a cock, and she needed it bad, but this thing 
was as big as three ordinary cocks! 

The knob-like head seemed as big as her clenched fist, and it oozed a single 
drop of white sticky semen from the slit in its tip. He gave the huge cudgel 
a shake and the drop fell onto the dirty wooden floor at his feet. 

He saw the look of dread and hurt in her soft blue eyes, but he took her 
legs and doubled them backward until her knees smashed into the soft 
resilient mounds of her tits, and she groaned in pain and dread. 

"P-Please, I c-can't ... Warden Mayes, make him stop! I can't take anything 
that big! I can't!" she blurted, her eyes bulging with terror. 

"Aw, keep quiet, honey, you're doing just fine ... and you never know what 
you can take until you try!" His men laughed raucously, and Carolyn knew 
there was no way out ... she gritted her teeth and resolved not to cry or 
beg for mercy. 

"Take it, honkie ... put it right between your legs, 'cause this nigger's 
gonna' fuck you like you ain't never been fucked!" He knew the white 
officers were listening, and he added, "When I git through with ya', there 
won't be no white meat aroun' good 'nuf for your ass!" 

Carolyn was shaking hysterically when her fingers timidly moved over her own 
belly to the incredible thickness of his lust-stiffened prick. Her small 
fingers touched it and it swelled even larger in her light nervous grip ... 
My God, I can't get my fingers around it! 

Suddenly, 'the huge black man leaned over her, pressing his sweaty hulk down 
on the softness of her naked body. "Hurry up, bitch, and put it in!" he spat 
at her, the words dripping from his lips like venomous spittle. She 
shuddered and moved the thick head of his ebony, rock-hard prick up against 
the pink folds of her pussy until with a groan, she felt the bulbous knob 
slip between the moist clinging lips of cuntal softness. She grunted as it 
slipped deeper into the sheath-like warmth of her cunt ... and then he gave 
it a rough, skewering thrust! 

"Unnnggghhh! It's sooo big!" she screamed in undisguised pain and fear. Her 
vaginal muscles tightened spasmodically in an involuntary act of defense, 
but his thrusting cock was strong enough to burrow deeply into her anyway. 

"C'mon, boy ... throw that dark meat to her!" someone shouted, and the 
others chorused their approval like a bunch of sailors at a Tijuana sex 
show! 

With one gut-wrenching thrust, his cock surged deeply into her belly, 
knocking the breath from her lungs. Deeper and deeper it surged, rippling 
through the soft pink cuntal flesh like a fist into a bucket of butter. And 
his deep-skewering thrust did not stop until he had slammed all the way into 
her naked white belly in a single, enormous thrust that made her scream with 
pain. His lust-swollen dark balls, the size of tennis balls and covered with 
dark hair, slapped into the smooth hairless crevice of her upturned buttocks 
with a lewd smacking sound that made the onlookers shout and clap with 
excitement. 

"Oooohhh! It's hurting me ..: it's...." She was groaning and trying to cry 
out, but it was difficult to speak. Never had she known such a feeling-as if 
her whole body was filled to overflowing with cock, thick black cock that 
would at any second burst out her throat! 

He leaned close to her face and seemed to hesitate a second as if he wasn't 
sure ... and then he kissed her on the lips. Carolyn tried to turn her face 
away, but it was too late, and his fleshy lips covered hers wetly, pungent 
with the taste of her own pussy, but within seconds, she was kissing him 
back! And when his tongue pushed its way into her mouth as surely as his 
cock pushed into her belly, she sucked on it shamelessly and met his kiss 
with a fervent soul kiss of her own! 

"Ya like it, bitch?" he whispered loudly enough for only the two of them to 
hear. "How 'ya like a big dick in your white pussy?" His tongue snaked into 
her ear as he whispered, and he punctuated his query with a cruel sadistic 
throbbing of his immense erection, a savage jerk that flicked the bloated 
head of his arm-sized cock far up into the virginal recesses of her womb! 

"Aaawww, yess, damn it, yess!" she cried, ashamed but unable somehow to lie. 
"I like it! I love it!" He chuckled victoriously and flicked his huge cock 
deeply inside her again, groaning with the delicious tightness of her cunt 
as it flowered wetly around the impaling thickness of his pecker! 

"What'y a want me to do with it?" he hissed venomously. 

Carolyn shook her head violently. "Please ... don't make me say any more!" 

"All right, all right," she muttered, and then her voice rose enough for the 
others to hear. "Fuck me, damn it! Fuck my pussy with your big black dick! 
Fuck me and make me cum!" Almost as she spoke, he surged into a savage 
rhythm as old as the jungle, a tempo of deep-thrusting cock that brought 
tears of joy to her burning tear-flooded eyes. She groaned, and her head 
dropped back as his hurtful thrusts deepened, tunneling further into her 
belly than any man had ever done. Each backward thrust slithered the whole 
gleaming ebony thickness of his cock from her tight cuntal grip until just 
the dark bloated head was trapped in the warm velvety grip of her twat. Then 
as he smirked down at her, he would rock his heavy loins forward, sinking 
the wrist-thick erection deep in the liquid heat of her pussy! 

The pain was fast-disappearing, but in its place was a far deeper wound ... 
the hurtful awareness that she was nothing but a whore, a slut performing 
for these men with this black ... but even worse, she knew in her own heart 
that she liked it! She enjoyed sex this way, raunchy and dirty and 
perverted, and she knew as well that her life would never be the same from 
this moment! Warden Mayes had made her a slave, but not to him or his men 
... to the burning lusts of her own hot, steaming pussy! 

Groaning with the discomfort of being doubled nearly in half, Carolyn's head 
flailed savagely, tossing her blonde hair around her face like a tarnished 
halo. Her features were contorted with lust, and the veins in her neck, 
pulsing with cock-heated blood, stood out like cords as her whole naked body 
shuddered with unspeakable lust. She was like an overwound spring, and every 
thrust of his huge black prick wound her that much tighter. Sooner or later, 
she had to come apart, and she knew it had to be soon or she would die in a 
screaming agony of lust and maddened desire! 

His tempo began to change ... from a frantic, savage rhythm of abusive 
cock-thrusts to a mellower pace that brought the fine edge of her passion to 
a razor sharpness. 

"Man, what a piece she is!" one of the white men exclaimed. "Look at her 
gulp up that nigger's prick! Man, I think she could fuck a horse. Hey, 
Lester, is it tight?" 

The black man over her, his face twisted with exertion, managed a grin. 
"Tighter'n a baby's asshole, Sergeant!" Carolyn's arms were around him, 
scraping at his back as an inhuman scream choked in her throat and finally 
made its way to her quaking lips. 

"Aaaawwww!" she wailed insanely, her hips grinding up at the black man's 
pistoning loins as she squirmed wildly from the tips of her curled-under 
toes to the last hairs on her blonde head. 

He laughed excitedly into her face as he felt the gushing heat of her 
orgasmic juices fountaining around his thick dark pecker, lubricating his 
thrusts with the best lubricant there is so that he fucked her even deeper, 
far up into the lust-knotted depths of her belly. Carolyn tensed incredibly, 
her spine arching so that she nearly pushed the heavy Negro off of her. 

"Unnngghh ... yes, yes! Oh dear God, yes ... OH! OH! Shit, fuck, fuck ... 
I'm ... I'M CCUUMMIINNGGG!" The room echoed with her screams of ecstasy as 
her body arched and writhed and squirmed every direction of the compass, but 
the black man stayed on top of her like a rodeo cowboy riding a bronco and 
his every thrust was right on the mark ... deep between her white trembling 
thighs, so deep that his balls ground lewdly into her ass-cleft! 

He could see she had gone as far as he could take her, and he knew she could 
never forget the fucking he had brought to her loins ... he sighed and eased 
the aching tension on his testicles just as he kissed her wetly on the soft 
pinkness of her lips. The blonde groaned under him as she felt his cock 
throb and quiver as if it were coming alive ... and she knew what was next, 
his hot thick cum sloshing in her belly! But now she wanted it, she wanted 
it badly! 

And when it came in a heavy gushing river of seething white sperm, she 
kissed him unashamedly and ground her naked ravaged crotch up at him to milk 
every precious drop from his balls. Moments later, he was spent as well, and 
he collapsed across her like a sack of cement. 

Not until the warden touched his bare shoulder did the Negro lift himself 
off the hapless blonde girl and get on his feet again. Carolyn looked for 
her girlfriend and saw her lying on the mattress where the other black had 
put her, equally spend and shaking in the afterthroes of her orgasm. She 
realized only then that the two of them must have put on quite a show ... 
one brunette and one blonde, and both of them fucking a black man until they 
screamed with ecstasy! 

"You boys can go now," the warden said, and the two blacks put on their 
pants and left without another word. "You ladies needn't worry about them 
talking. They know better than to open their mouths about this. Now ... I 
think you two will do nicely, but there's one last thing. Me and my men got 
kinda worked up watching you fuck those niggers so ... well, I think you 
girls ought to see to it that we don't leave with hard-on, right, boys?" 

Carolyn and Susie did not even hesitate this time as the four prison 
officers, their pants at half-mast, seated themselves on a pair of bunks, 
two for Susie and another pair for Carolyn. 

The blonde girl went to her two men, the warden and a fat sergeant, the one 
who called so lewdly to the black man when they were fucking. She got down 
on her knees at their feet, starting with the warden. She closed her eyes 
and took his short heavy cock in her mouth, wriggling her tongue almost 
completely around it as he grunted his approval. 

"Hey, that's nice, honey ... suck it real good and I'll get you to work 
tomorrow!" 

His hands cupped her head, palms over her ears, and he held her in that 
perfect position as he started to face-fuck her with gaggingly deep thrusts 
that bumped the rear of her throat. It was an accident that happened next as 
she started to cough just as he pushed his prick over her tongue and down 
her throat. Her throat muscles opened and relaxed, contracted around the 
head of his pecker and drew him down her gullet like a bite out of a meal! 

"Shit, she's incredible ... she's eating me alive!" he choked, gripping the 
sides of her head painfully tight as he forced the bulbous, semen-lubricated 
head of his cock down into the warm clasping grip of her throat. She could 
taste the trickling semen, and she knew the tight milking grip would bring 
him off soon. 

"Look up at me when I cum," he grunted. "I wanta see your pretty blue eyes 
when I shoot my load down your throat!" 

Her swallowing was deliciously painful as his cock had to bend just a little 
as it bumped hard against the back of her mouth and then hotly seared down 
her throat. But the pain was well worth it, like being milked by a warm wet 
fist, a thousand massaging fingers caressing his pecker all at once! 

She knew there were only scant seconds left, but she was in no hurry. There 
was no more shame, that was all behind her now in some other life she had 
left far behind her. She wanted his cum ... she wanted the cum of a thousand 
dicks in her belly, sloshing obscenely with that of the black man! 

Carolyn tugged at his dropped trousers to get at his balls; she found them 
and lovingly caressed them, though they seemed ludicrously small after the 
black man's horse-sized nuts. Suddenly, his legs started to quiver, and she 
felt them tense as the onrushing gush of his sperm gushed down his cock and 
into her throat. She swallowed it all, every drop as his prick throbbed and 
then deflated with a groan from his lips. 

She gave his balls one last caress and then crawled on her knees to the 
sergeant who was eagerly awaiting her. He stood up and dropped his uniform 
pants to the floor. 

"How about a rim job, baby?" he sneered, "I ain't had one since I was in the 
Nam!" 

Carolyn had no idea what he meant, but as the other men laughed, he turned 
his back to her and kind of half-leaned over, spreading his ass-cheeks with 
his hands. There were raucous hoots and catcalls from the others, but 
Carolyn knew what he wanted now and she did it ... without further shame or 
soul-searching. She had become a sex-robot, a mindless cock-sucking, 
leg-spreading slut for these men, and anyone they picked for her, and she 
could see from what Susie was doing that her girlfriend was no better off. 

She poked her tongue into the man's ass and licked the rim of his anus; he 
moaned and sighed pleasurably as she dropped lower, caressing the leathery 
sac of his balls with her tongue and lips. And then finally, she wiggled 
through his legs and took his cock into her mouth. 

And suddenly she no longer cared how many more cocks there were for her ... 
one, ten, a hundred! The whole men's camp if that was what they ordered her 
to do! She was theirs now, completely and without shame! 

 CHAPTER NINE 

One of the warden's men took the blonde, alone, to the Interstate Truck 
Stop, to a specially-prepared room out back adjoining the truckers' 
bunkhouse and showers. Susie was still back at the prison, as the warden had 
told them they must work alone and Carolyn was to go first. 

The room was relatively clean and had a small vanity table and bench and a 
double bed with clean sheets. They had told her nothing really, but it was 
obvious what she was expected to do. 

The guard started to leave. "Remember, I'll be in the truck parking lot in 
the car, in case you get any notions of running off." 

Carolyn shook her head sadly, "I won't try to escape. I know you'd only 
catch me easily enough." 

He left and she sat quietly on the bed, her mind a forced blank as it had 
been since last night. It was a defense mechanism, really, her own 
psychological defense against complete insanity. By not thinking at all, not 
even of innocent and innocuous things, she could somehow deal with this 
ongoing nightmare as if it was only a dream. 

She could hear the showers running in the next room, and she paced the floor 
uncomfortably, nervously waiting for something to happen. As she walked past 
the plywood wall across one side, she noticed a tiny knothole about the size 
of her index finger. Curiously, she knelt next to it and looked through into 
the next room. 

There were three men in the showers, all burly truckers, but she could only 
see them from the waist down. She felt strangely aroused looking through the 
knothole at their long dangling cocks and their heavy balls. She saw the men 
washing themselves, soaping their genitals and running their fists along the 
thick blue-veined lengths of their cocks. 

Her loins already began to tingle with expectation and she knew now that 
there was no hope for her except to go on there could be no turning back 
from this new life that had been forced onto her. 

She saw them rinse off and leave the shower and a few seconds later, her 
door opened and the three men came in, stark naked. 

Carolyn sat on the edge of the bed, fidgeting with her prison pants as the 
three men looked at her. 

"Goddamn, we got a bargain, boys! Hi'ya, honey, you sure are sweet-looking!" 
one of them said. She could see that his cock was already hardening as he 
looked at her, and it made her feel good to know she could do that to a man. 

"How about gettin' naked like us?" another one suggested, and Carolyn stood 
up and hurriedly got out of her shirt and pants, all she was wearing. 

Almost as one, the three men drew in deep breaths as they saw her long bare 
legs, her high firm tits and her lithe young body, beautiful and unmarked 
except for a couple of faint bruises that were left from last night. 

Carolyn looked at their cocks, their beautiful hard cocks, the only things 
on earth that could bring her the kind of pleasure and relief she needed so 
badly now as the flames of her passion rose again in her belly like the heat 
of a furnace! 

She walked to the biggest man, the one whose cock was a good inch longer 
than the other two, and she reached down to his penis and gave it a playful 
tug. It throbbed in her palm and stiffened harder still ... and longer! 

"Let's fuck," she breathed huskily and then she climbed onto the bed on all 
fours. "This way, handsome ... I want it from behind so it'll be deep in me! 
Hurry!" 

The men looked at each other and wondered if they were dreaming. When they 
heard that the truck stop operator's brother-in-law, Warden Mayes, was going 
to send some girls over for fun and games, they had expected a couple of 
ugly old hags, or maybe colored girls, but not this! Carolyn was beyond 
their wildest dreams, like being thrown naked into a room with a cover girl 
from Playboy! 

He maneuvered her naked ass around so that he could get to her standing by 
the bed; his cock was fully erect and eager with lust, and he pulled back 
the fleshy foreskin with one hand, moving closer until the long hard pipe of 
a cock rested between her buttocks as she ground back wantonly, frantic with 
lust, trying to trap it with her pussy lips and suck it hotly into the 
burning liquid depths of her cunt! 

"Here goes, baby!" the dark-haired trucker exclaimed, gripping her fleshy 
buttocks cheeks like a pair of handles. He eased forward, letting his erect 
penis slip thickly along the smooth hairless fissure of her butt until it 
reached the distended pink lips of her pussy. 

Her labia flowered like the petals of a daisy and then closed in a tight 
grip around the hardness of his erection as his cock slipped through the 
light sparse fringe of hair. An inch or so of virile glistening cock slipped 
into the wanton grip of her twat, and the naked blonde mewled with hungry 
desire, ravenous for more. 

But he kept it resting there as she moaned and squirmed in salacious 
arousal, only a couple of inches of pleasure-giving prick in the nibbling 
hungry mouth of her cunt. He rocked it salaciously in and out, dripping 
moistness from her own pussy-juices in slow insistent strokes that drove her 
mad with desire ... she had to have it, all of it! 

She groaned and whimpered as her cuntal lips hungrily nibbled at his prick, 
and she tried frustratedly to grind her bare ass back and take all of them 
into the heat of her cunt, but he kept teasing her, a little more, a couple 
of inches until she was whimpering and pleading, and he had her just where 
he wanted her! 

With his hands biting hurtfully into her buttocks, he pushed 
forward-hard!-and sank all of his man-sized prick into the warm liquid pool 
that was her young cunt. 

"Aaaahhh!" she purred and began to work back against his thrusts with a 
lascivious rotating movement of her behind. 

"Unnngghh!" she groaned as the other two men watched, their cocks hard and 
eager as the young naked blonde began to jerk and writhe, her flesh moist 
with perspiration as the trucker began to work determinedly over her 
kneeling nakedness. 

"Yes, yes ... hard! Oh yes! Fuck me hard!" she cried, her fists pounding 
futilely into the bed's one pillow as she ground her naked crotch back onto 
his deeply-skewering hardness. His hands were on her asscheeks, and his 
thumbs pulled the fleshy half-moons of her buttocks apart like the halves of 
a sweet pastry. 

Looking down between the soft ivory-white cheeks, he could see the pink 
puckered lips of her asshole, winking and quivering as he fucked her twat 
... Hey, why not? She's hot enough for anything, so here goes! 

Carolyn was only aware of a cool rush of air as his cock, dripping with her 
warm thick juices suddenly was yanked from her cuntal grip. It happened so 
fast, there was no chance to stop it ... or beg to be spared. 

He held her asscheeks tightly and pulled her back onto his erect cock like 
an oversized rubber. His bulbous, semen-smeared cockhead rubbed moistly over 
the puckered hairless lips of her anus, and Carolyn could feel it pushing 
hard against the tiny little mouth until it gave way ... and he was in the 
velvet-like tightness of her asshole! 

Carolyn cried real tears and her lips trembled and shook with an unspoken 
plea for mercy, but already she was starting to grind salaciously back onto 
his impaling hugeness as the lust-heated blood in her loins rushed to the 
nether cheeks of her ass, and she found herself moaning and squirming, but 
not with mere pain ... she was writhing with lust! 

She managed to speak, but her voice had somehow changed, richer and huskier 
as if she were possessed by some unholy spirit. The words croaked in her 
throat, but her plea was nevertheless quite discernible. 

"Ooooh, it's so big there in my ass! Fuck me hard there! Stick it hard up my 
ass and make me hurt, lover!" Her buttocks began to move around his 
blood-engorged cock in concentric circles, around the stump-like hugeness 
that stretched her rectum hurtfully but felt so wondrously wicked and 
exciting that she begged for more. 

Carolyn's hair was everywhere at once, swirling madly around her head, and 
she cursed bitterly under her breath in a frenzy of wanton arousal! 

"Yesss, yess ... mmmm! Hard, hard!" she groaned, her eyes bulging in her 
head like a frightened animal. His sodomy was fantastically arousing to the 
young blonde wife, and the pain only made the wanton act that much more 
exciting ... she wanted to hurt; she wanted to feel his prick emptying in 
her ass! 

She thought she heard something said, but she was too lost in her own 
blissful fucking to comprehend ... until she felt herself lifted off her 
hands and knees and turned in the air like she was nothing more than a 
ragdoll! 

The men were muttering something, but it was all gibberish to the naked 
blonde in her incredibly aroused state, but suddenly she was flat on her 
back, stretched on top of the trucker, his cock now brutally upthrust into 
her rectum like she was sitting on a fence-post! 

The second trucker moved over her, his cock in his hand, and Carolyn 
suddenly realized what they were going to do ... they were going to fuck her 
together, two men at once! Her mind boggled at the lurid incitement of such 
a wanton act, and she could hardly wait for the second man's cock to slip 
inside her twat! 

The younger truckdriver crouched over her first and then spread himself over 
her until he lifted his bulk in a push-up movement that put him in perfect 
position ... when he descended onto her a second time, his cock slid wetly 
between the lips of her sopping-wet vagina and surged deeply into her belly 
in a single thrust! 

"Aaagghh! You're both in me ... Oh God, it hurts, it hurts!" Carolyn had 
never fantasied such incredible passion even in her wildest dreams ... two 
men in her at once! Two huge throbbing cocks giving her all the hard virile 
prick she needed! 

She trembled uncontrollably at the forbidden thrill of feeling both their 
cocks inside her, the lustful heat of two long thick peckers tunneling 
together like one two-headed dick in the clasping fervent heat of her 
love-tunnels! 

A mindless chant rippled from her lips, and she ground in a pagan rhythm 
that seemed somehow pure in a pagan kind of way, first up and then down as 
the three of them settled finally into an unplanned tempo that made their 
sweating bodies work together as one. 

Both the truckers could feel the wildly lurid sensation of fucking her 
together, their cocks separated by the thin membrane between her ass and her 
cunt. They worked their way into an alternating rhythm of up and down 
strokes that gave them each the kind of deep penetration that felt so 
wondrously good around their lust-hard pricks! 

Carolyn whimpered animalishly between them, kissing the trucker on top 
fervently on the lips as she ground her ass down onto the other's upraised 
erection. 

"Unnngghh, yes, yes! It feels so goood! Both your big beautiful dicks in me 
at once!" She opened her eyes and saw the youngest trucker watching 
anxiously, his hand on his prick as he unconsciously rubbed it back and 
forth in a kind of slow-motion masturbation. 

She suddenly got an idea, an idea so wanton that its very conception scared 
her ... but why not? Weren't three better than two? 

"C'mon lover!" she breathed in the direction of the youngest man. "Stick it 
in my mouth, handsome! Let me suck your cock while I fuck these two 
beautiful dicks ... I want all of you at once!" 

He climbed onto the bed and practically sat on her face, but she was able to 
get most of his prick in her mouth, and she sucked it wildly, so hard that 
it hurt him, and he groaned in exquisite pain as her lips and teeth went 
over every pore of his long thin pecker! 

But the mere naked forbidden act was so much that it quickly drove the hotly 
squirming blonde to the breaking point. The three men were shoving all of 
their cocks into her as hard as they could and still she clamored and 
writhed for more, until ...! 

"Aaaggghh! Yesss, yes!" She screamed unintelligible sounds again and again, 
her naked tits bouncing on her chest until the second and third truckers 
took one each in their hands and squeezed them. 

"Goddamn it to hell ... goddamn it! I'm cummiinngg!" 

 CHAPTER TEN 

At the fenced-off men's compound, the atmosphere was so tense you could cut 
it with a knife, even one of those hand-made prison knives the older cons 
made by rubbing a stolen spoon from the chow hall over rough cement until 
the handle was sharp enough to cut a man's flesh and the bowl of the spoon 
fit nicely in your palm. 

One of the warden's run-boys, a black, had been released according to 
schedule, and once on the "free streets" and safe in the bowels of 
Shantytown, he began to tell his incredible story ... of how he and a buddy 
had been brought to an empty barracks to entertain the warden and some of 
the officers by fucking a couple of white women! No one believed him at 
first, but he was insistent enough to gain a few defenders and pretty soon 
his story had reached the ears of one of the new guards here at the men's 
camp. And now it was all over the prison ... including the identities of 
those two young women, one a lithe, gorgeous blonde and the other a sensuous 
teenage brunette! It was Carolyn and Susie and it would only be minutes 
before Bob and Larry discovered the awful truth! 

The two men, nearly seasoned convicts now after learning the intricacies of 
prison society, knocked off work a few minutes before the whistle blew that 
ended their shift. There was a half hour ride in the hot, unventilated farm 
bus before they could shower and return to their barracks for a game of 
cards or a little television before chow call, and there would be no smoking 
on the bus so it was now or not at all. 

Bob pulled a pack of prison-issue cigarettes from his shirt pocket-they 
hadn't been working long enough to earn any money yet and these off-brand 
smokes were the only thing they could manage until their first puny pay 
started accumulating. Bob's mind wandered to the women's camp-and to 
Carolyn, but as he had conditioned himself to do, he jarred his thoughts 
away from her and forced some inane conversation out of his dog-tired buddy. 
It was their only defense against insanity, the only way to keep their minds 
from blowing apart from the loneliness and worry that plagued their every 
waking moment and most of their sleep. 

It was impossible at first, and the two of them were like a pair of zombies, 
mute and unseeing and tortured by images of dread and fear as they worried 
themselves sick about Carolyn and Susie ... Were they all right? Had they 
been harmed? Were they hurt somehow at this very moment and crying for their 
husbands? And on and on until the two young husbands were practically 
candidates for the Wednesday gray goose-the prison bus that took convicts up 
to the state capital to the mental hospital where they were examined and 
quarantined until their sanity could be proven or disproven. 

It was a graying old-timer named Elroy, a long-term third offender from the 
mountains, who steered them both into the only path they could hope to 
follow and still retain their sanity. 

"Get it out of your heads, boys," he had said to them between tokes on his 
hand-hewn corncob pipe. "If you don't, it'll eat your guts out like a 
tapeworm. You have to do it, it's the only way. Whenever you find yourselves 
thinkin' of your wives, you have to give yourself a mental kick in the tail 
and clear your head. Get back to your work, to your poker hand, to jackin' 
off, whatever ... but put those women out'a your heads or they'll take you 
both out of here in them backwards jackets!" 

At first, it was hell on earth for the both of them, an agonizing 
round-the-clock kind of pain that was so personal they seldom discussed it 
even between themselves. But it grew easier, ever so little each day, until 
now at least the hurt was a dull constant pain that never left them ... yet 
not the mind-boggling hurt the first few days had brought. 

But now, in the prison labor bus, it was becoming quickly apparent that 
something was wrong. Bob was first to notice it and he whispered a cautious 
warning to his life-long friend. 

"Something's going on ... I don't know what ... but listen, it's so quiet 
you could hear your heart beat in here. I'm worried, Larry ... really 
worried!" 

His friend laughed nervously and tried to shrug it off. "It's just the heat 
... everybody's tired, that's all." 

But Bob was not so easily dissuaded. "Larry ... what if they're planning a 
little party, with us as the main course." 

"Aw, you're crazy!" 

"Crazy, huh? What about that guy night before last ... the new guy from 
Georgia? He wasn't so crazy ... but he might be now that the bulls have 
finished with him!" 

Larry's face went white ... he remembered that kid all right. He remembered 
the screams, too, the blood-chilling pleas for mercy that went on into the 
night and echoed around in his head long after he had finally fallen asleep. 

* * * 

Larry was almost asleep when the guards brought him in, a late arrival 
hauled up from the county seat by a pair of burly federal marshals. He had 
another sentence for him when he finished his state time, and a federal 
"detainer" was enough to bring the marshals into the picture. They wanted to 
be sure he was safely bedded down at the Farm where they could pick him up 
when his state sentence was completed in six months. 

There was a rumbling among some of the older cons when they saw the boyish 
looking convict being taken through the showers and assigned to a cellblock. 

"Bob ... look," he whispered to his bunkmate and friend as a pair of the 
old-timers went up to the bars and sent a handful of prison script to the 
inmate-attendant who did the assigning. "They're buying that kid!" 

"Yeah ... well, go back to sleep." Bob rolled over on his bunk, already 
thinking about tomorrow and what a grueling nine hours it would bring. "It's 
not any of our concern." 

But a few minutes later, it was everybody's concern, for the young man's 
cries for help filled the barracks compound and woke everyone except maybe a 
few deep sleepers. Even when they had muffled his screams with a pillow, you 
could still hear him crying and pleading, his gurgled whimpering punctuated 
with the agonized cries of pain and humiliation as the big, husky cons held 
him doubled over the edge of a metal bunk and sodomized him in an incredibly 
cruel gang-bang of unspeakable violation! 

Bob and Larry lay awake, silent and pensive in the darkness on their bunks 
as the young man's cries reverberated down the long row of cellblocks. Over 
it all came the laughter and crudity of the bull cons as they spent their 
pent-up lust in the hapless young inmate's rectum. They could hear his 
gurgled cries of shame as the other cons fucked him like he was a woman, 
marking him for life with the brand of a "pussy-boy", the playmate of the 
tougher, older cons. 

And they thought of the system, the system that had sent them both to prison 
for a year for nothing worse than running out of gas and doing a stupid 
thing. And their wives ... marked as convicts, sentenced to that hell-hole 
of a womens' camp, for what? What good did it do? Was this some kind of 
rehabilitation? Was this god-awful hell of a place supposed to somehow 
magically make them all better citizens when they were finally released? 

And what about the incredible inhumanity of keeping the men without women? 
Was this young inmate supposed to forever remember the shame of his 
incarceration because these men were stupidly kept without women? What would 
it hurt to allow conjugal visits for the cons with wives or girlfriends? Or 
even whores for the rest, the ones who wanted to spend their earnings that 
way? 

But they knew it was futile to dream of a Utopia when they were locked up 
here like animals. And they knew it was equally futile to concern themselves 
with that kid's nightmarish problems ... whatever that youngster faced, he 
faced alone. It was that kind of society here in prison ... and it was every 
man for himself, always! 

* * * 

By the time the bus reached the camp gates and they were marched out for the 
search before being allowed to enter, Bob and Larry were sweating with fear 
and apprehension ... Had somebody falsely labeled them as "rats", prison 
informers? The penalty for that could be death, or worse! Was there some 
kind of stupid beef in the air? Had some old bull decided he wanted a fight 
with one of them for something as stupid as taking too much dessert at 
dinner last night? Whatever it was, the two men knew they were powerless to 
do anything except to face it ... no matter what the consequences. It was 
like that here in prison, not like on the outside where a man could call the 
police without fear for his life. Here, you took what was coming to you 
unless you were big enough or mean enough to do something about it. And then 
you kept your mouth shut, always. If there was one cardinal rule in this 
upside-down society, it was that ... keep your mouth shut at all times and 
never, never tell the warden and his pals anything. No matter what you know, 
no matter what happens to you or a friend, you keep it inside, bottled up 
until you want to scream from the pressure. But that was the life of a con 
...! 

The whispers and buzzing followed them across the yard, a sort of tidal wave 
of suspicious sounding remarks passed from one grizzled con to the next ... 
and Larry and Bob grew more and more apprehensive. No one was looking 
directly at them, but they could feel a couple of hundred eyes staring into 
their backs nonetheless. And nobody said anything to them, yet they could 
hear the blistering remarks as surely as if they had been directed into 
their own ears. 

By the moment they reached their own blockhouse, the agony of suspense was 
nearly enough to make them crack, and it was only the strongest presence of 
mind that gave them the strength to go inside and close the yard door behind 
them. 

Bob looked at his friend and then down at his own hands ... they were both 
shaking like a pair of leaves in an autumn breeze! 

"Bob ... I can't stand any more of this," Larry said, his voice trembling 
with emotion. "I've got to find out what's going on before I go bananas!" He 
left his buddy and walked, nearly at a run, down the empty cellblock run, 
lonely and deserted now that the cons were still on the yard before chow. A 
single, solitary figure, cleaning the showers with an ancient mop, looked up 
once and started to scurry away like a rat that's been doused with an 
unhealthy dose of sunlight. 

Larry caught him by the shoulder and spun him around. The "run-boy" con was 
shaking like he had the palsy and Larry could see the fear and uncertainty 
in his eyes. It was like holding a frightened animal, but he knew the old 
man was his best bet. If anyone would know, he would ... and this was one he 
could surely beat it out of if he had to! 

"C'mon, old man, you know what I want to hear," Larry snarled at him, 
holding both his frail bony shoulders and shaking him like an undisciplined 
puppy. "Why is everyone treating us like we've got the plague? What is it? 
Tell me, goddamnit, or I'll kick it out of you!" 

The old convict's mouth dropped open and he started to babble 
incomprehensively; his eyes had the look of a heretic hauled before the 
Inquisition. Never had Larry felt such a power ... clearly, the aging man 
expected to be beaten half to death! 

"I-I can't! Let somebody else tell you ... I'm too old a man for this!" 

Larry tightened his grip and moved his hands closer to the old con's 
scrawny, blue-veined neck. "Listen, old timer ... I'm not going to hurt you 
if you level with me, that's a promise. But if you keep jiving me, I'm 
gonna' break your cruddy old neck!" 

"Okay, okay ... don't hurt me, I'll tell you!" He was pleading now for his 
life, his bloodshot eyes bulging with fear. It's your wives ... I'm sorry, 
but it's the truth. The warden made 'em put on a show with a couple of the 
cons ... black guys, and ... " 

Larry's face turned red and then purple and he looked as though he was 
filled with air under pressure and would explode at any second. "That's a 
lie! That's a goddamn, fucking lie!" he screamed, shaking the old man until 
his brains rattled in his head like peas in a gourd. 

"P-Please, don't hurt me! You promised ... you p-promised!" 

Larry took a deep breath and let the old man go; he was so tensed to the 
young man's grip that he fell, shaking, to his knees. "I'm sorry, boy, I 
really am. ... but it's the truth, God help me! And the story going 'round 
now is that he's puttin' 'em both to work at that truck stop his kinfolk own 
... as ... Oh, God forgive me, as ... whores!" 

Larry shook his head from side to side like he was trying to exorcise some 
demon from his twisted thoughts, and he walked away from the trembling old 
con. Bob had joined them and was close enough to hear it all. The two men 
looked at each other ... as strangers and as brothers. Bob's eyes were misty 
with the hint of tears, though he was too much of a man to let it happen. 

"Larry ... do you think he's telling the truth? I mean, about the girls and 
all?" 

The dark haired young inmate could not speak, for the words choked-up in his 
throat as his mind reeled and staggered with the vivid, lurid images that 
only a husband's frantic imagination can conjure ... his precious young 
bride naked in the arms of another man, a stranger's long hard cock shoved 
between her soft thighs. He could almost hear their grunting and writhing 
and smell the pungence of their sweat as their naked bodies ground together 
obscenely in an unspeakable act of adultery! 

"I-I don't know yet, buddy ... but I aim to find out. And if it's true, I'm 
going to put an end to it and kill the sonofabitch who's responsible! And 
that's a promise!" 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Susie could hardly believe this was the same girl they had taken away 
earlier. She looked like Carolyn, at least the features were the same ... 
but it was in her eyes that it showed. The glassy self-defense of numbness 
that victims of shock exhibit. Only the pretty young blonde's shock was not 
medical ... it was the lingering evidence of the lurid, wanton desires she 
had experienced! 

Carolyn was a different woman now, there could be no denying it. That naive 
sparkle of innocence that made her seem the perpetual adolescent was gone, 
smashed and destroyed by the sheer wantonness of whatever had happened to 
her in the few short hours she was away. Until this moment, even after all 
they had been through, she was still blessed with that gay taste of 
innocence and optimism ... but now that too was gone and Susie could only 
feel despair and gloom as she looked at her pretty friend and shook her head 
in sorrow and pity. 

"Carolyn ... what did they do to you?" she whispered, afraid that the 
suddenness of her voice might shatter the fragile relic that remained of 
this once-happy girl. 

"Nothing...." She stared at her girlfriend, a cruel glaze of hardness and 
pain across her eyes. "They didn't make me do anything, Susie. I did it all 
... I fucked them, all three of them, I fucked their balls off ... and I'm 
glad! I showed them! They wanted to see me beg, but I showed them I'm ten 
times the woman they expected! I showed them!" 

Susie took her by the arm and led her to her bunk. The frail young blonde 
was still babbling when she finally fell asleep; passed out would be a 
better description, for she had been without sleep so long that she dropped 
into an almost-unconsciousness without trying. Susie covered her up, her 
eyes wet with tears as she saw the bruises and teeth-marks on her thighs and 
stomach. 

The door opened and a pair of matrons waited outside ... Susie knew they had 
come for her. It was time ... time to perform like a trained bitch, time to 
fuck whoever or whatever awaited her out there somewhere. She felt 
incredibly dirty and spoiled, but she went out the cell door with her head 
up ... If Carolyn can do it, so can I! I won't let them break me! I won't! 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

Susie was awed by the immensity of the huge tractor rig; it towered 
seemingly dozens of feet above her as the two truckers escorted her out from 
the truck stop. She had waited for them in the diner section as she was 
ordered, but when they came for her, calling her by her first name, they 
insisted they all go back out in the huge parking lot to their rig they 
jointly owned. 

"Quite a baby, huh?" the older one bragged, sounding like a proud father. It 
took the young teenage brunette a few seconds to realize he was talking 
about the truck. 

"Uh, yeah ... quite a baby," she managed, her voice thin with anticipation 
and fear in spite of her efforts to appear disinterested. She wanted them to 
think this was an everyday occurrence with her, for she knew it would give 
them less satisfaction. 

"Put a pretty little leg up there and I'll give you a boost," the younger 
trucker smirked. He had a three or four day growth of beard and he smelled 
of days on the road. 

Susie lifted a long slender leg to the cab's running board and shrieked as 
the trucker's hand went under her skirt to grab a handful of soft tender 
thighs. 

"Hey, that's nice ... soft like a baby's behind!" 

Susie tried to smile through her shame and disgust and then she climbed into 
the cockpit of the mammoth tractor rig, crawling over the center console as 
the younger trucker prodded her rudely from behind. Her buttocks were 
unavoidably vulnerable as she climbed awkwardly inside and she grimaced in 
shame as his fingers went up under her skirt and groped at the soft nether 
cheeks of her ass. 

"Hey, that's nice right there, honey ... just hold it right there!" he 
exclaimed as his older buddy climbed in from the opposite side. Susie was 
half over the middle console between the two bucket seats, her buttocks 
unguardedly pushed up in the air and her elbows resting on the 
passenger-side seat. 

She felt a sudden rush of chill night air as he pushed her skirt up over her 
hips, and then another, more ominous, breath of cold air as he pulled her 
panties down over the curvaceous cheeks of her ass. 

"Whooo-ee, what a pretty little behind!" he shouted. "Look here, ain't that 
sweet! Look at them cheeks all tight and smooth ... see how they rub 
together! Man, oh man, is this gonna be good!" 

Susie swallowed hard, her throat quaking with fear and revulsion. "I-I'm 
glad you like it," she managed, her voice uncertain. 

"Oh, honey, I'm gonna like it, all right," the older man chortled, pulling 
his pants off as he moved closer to her face. "How old are you, anyway?" 

"Nineteen ... almost twenty." 

"Nineteen! Shit, I've got blisters older'n that!" he laughed, closing the 
cab door behind him as his younger buddy did the same. 

"Go on ... age before beauty!" the blond young man taunted. "You get 
firsties ... I'll take the ol' sloppy seconds!" 

"Shit, Al, there ain't no need for nobody to get sloppy seconds ... you just 
throw it to her. I think the little lady looks hungry ... how about it, 
pretty thing?" 

Susie looked up and saw that he had his prick in his fist. It was a hugely 
thick, meaty hunk of beef, veined with ridges of pulsing purple; it was 
uncircumcised and the fleshy foreskin covered the bloated, hard-swelling 
tip-until he moved his fingers back and the bulbous, mushroom-shaped knob at 
the end of his cock slithered from its fleshy sheath. There was a single 
droplet of semen at its tiny slit-mouth and as Susie watched in the dim 
light of the cab's console, it grew larger and then trickled down the under 
side of his cock until it vanished in the dark coarse curls of his pubic 
hair. 

"Open up, baby ... let's see if you can be nice to an ol' man. How's about 
some good ol'fashioned cocksucking!?" His eyes were white and gleaming as 
they bulged in their sockets; suddenly Susie felt the other man's hands 
tugging at her skirt and fumbling beneath her at the buttons of her blouse. 
She lifted herself from the padded console and helped him with the 
buttons-it was that or have them ripped from her only shirt. 

In a few seconds, she was utterly and completely naked-inside the cab, the 
reddish glow of the control panels and gauges shone warmly over the nude 
brunette's soft milky skin, bathing her in a hue that could only be called 
passionate. 

The two men were speechless as their eyes roamed over the sensuous curves 
and hollows that spoke of lascivious thrills and secret pleasures ... she 
was a woman made for fucking, a gorgeous man-pleaser that had everything any 
man could want! 

"Goddamn, just look at that sweet little pussy!" the blond man gaped. 
"C'mon, lean over here and take a look! Have you ever seen such a sweet 
lookin' cunt?" 

The older man leaned over her, his cock brushing her hair as she buried her 
face in the seat. He could see the smooth hairless cleft of her pert, firm 
buttocks, the deepening fissure as it disappeared between her slender young 
thighs. And there, as she leaned over, were the pink pouting lips of her 
teeny-bopper pussy! 

He gripped the fleshy cheeks of her ass and pulled them open, his thumbs 
burrowing into the undulating, hair-fringed folds of her vagina. With his 
thumbs, he slowly drew the ragged pink edges apart, pulling her cunt open 
until the two men could see the moist, beckoning liquid depths of her pussy 
and the glistening pearl of her clitoris! 

"Give it a kiss!" the other man grunted, his breath coming so unevenly that 
the older man seemed on the edge of a heart attack. 

His younger co-driver laughed nervously. "Well ... she is a whore, ain't 
she? I mean, who knows how many dirty swinging dicks have been up that sweet 
little ass already tonight." 

Susie felt her cheeks redden with shame. "That's a lie ... Whatever you 
might think about me, there have been no other men tonight! Or last night! 
Kiss my pussy, damn you ... if I'm good enough to fuck you and suck your big 
cocks, I'm good enough to be eaten! Kiss me there ... kiss me and lick my 
pussy until I scream!" She could not understand why she was saying the 
things she said, but it all seemed to pour from some secret chamber in her 
twisted, confused mind. She just closed her eyes as she had closed her 
thoughts to all that was happening to her ... she had heard the jokes, but 
with her it was true-she was thinking only with her cunt! 

"Okay, baby, if that's what you want!" he grinned, licking his lips in 
wanton anticipation. His hands tight against the insides of her thighs, the 
younger driver slowly drew apart the ragged pink edges of her pussy, parting 
the dew-moist lips with torturous insistence as she moaned in shame and 
rising desire. He groaned down at her lithe, teenage nakedness, his eyes 
squinting for a better look at the moisture-rimmed pink slit of her tight, 
warm pussy. She heard him chuckling amusedly as he leaned so close to her 
upturned crotch that she could feel the heat of his breath on her pussy as 
it tickled the fleecy softness of her pubic hair. 

And then, as her body shuddered and trembled in anticipation, he leaned even 
closer and wiggled his whole thick tongue into the clasping heat of her 
pussy. The pink, squirming warmth of her cunt enveloped the thick wetness of 
his tongue and drew him compellingly into the fervent liquid pool of her sex 
... down into the sweet-tasting wetness of her hot young twat! 

Susie choked back a scream of wanton abandonment as the electrifying 
sensation of his tonguetip there in the secret cleft of her pussy sent 
rippling waves of naked surrender surging through her young nude body! She 
tried vainly to wriggle away from the shameful licking of his tongue, for 
though her body shivered from the lust-stirring lavings, she struggled not 
to give in to it, not to let herself be turned into an absolute nympho by 
this trucker's hotly-swiping tongue! 

She managed to squirm forward only a few inches, not enough to escape the 
incessant licking heat of his tongue as it swept deeply into the hair-rimmed 
slit of her pussy, hotly working far up into the secret depths of her cunt 
... but her squirming only brought her added shame and debasement ... the 
older man's now-hard prick! 

"That's the way, honey ... just wiggle on over here! You know a good-tastin' 
dick when you see one, don't ya?" He had his long thick cock in both hands, 
a huge meaty length of uncircumcised flesh that was throbbing and quivering 
with desire for this gorgeous teenager who was nakedly sprawled across the 
cockpit of their truck cab. He pulled the fleshy foreskin back again and 
Susie could see it as he took one hand and yanked her face up by grabbing a 
fistful of her dark hair. 

"Aaawwww, you're hurting m-me!" she bleated, but there was no hope of being 
reprieved now ... she had been given the sentence, she had to fuck and suck 
these two men until their cocks were soft and emptied ... into her throat 
and pussy! 

Mercifully, Al's incessant laving of her tingling, hot pussy slowed as his 
older driving partner took her upturned face and pressed it against the 
naked rigidity of his blue-veined erection. 

Susie gulped hard to fight back the nausea as her nostrils flooded with the 
strong scent of his unwashed loins, but his fingers knotted in her dark hair 
and twisted until the pain was excruciating. 

"Oh God, aaawwwww!" she groaned, her mind flashing with explosions of pain. 
"It hurts ... you're pulling my hair. You're...." 

But she never got a chance to finish as he maneuvered the bulbous, 
blood-engorged head of his prick close to her trembling lips. As she opened 
them to plead for mercy, he rocked his hips forward and pushed a couple of 
inches of thick, fleshy cock over her clean white teeth and into her mouth. 

She grunted and groaned from the wanton intrusion, but Susie knew her only 
salvation lay in satisfying these two men ... whatever the cost to her 
fast-dying decency! 

"Okay, honey ... turn that sweet face up so Daddy can see 'ya! I wanna see 
the look in your eyes when you taste a real cock ... and a real load o'cum 
shootin' into your belly!" 

Susie fought back the tears and the growing heat of her own nausea and 
looked up at him, her face red with shame. He smirked with a fierce hatred 
that could be seen easily even in the dimness of the cockpit's red lighting 
as he looked down at his thick, fleshy erection crammed enormously between 
her trembling moist lips. Tears of revulsion and shame flooded the brunette 
teenager's eyes, but she blinked them back as if to say ... Go ahead, damn 
it! Stick your cock down my throat! Make me suck it like a whore! Shoot your 
load into my belly, but you won't make me cry! 

"Hurry it up, buddy!" Al grunted, lifting his face from the steaming heat of 
her young teenage pussy. "I wanta see this before I fuck her!" 

Susie's heart pounded like a trip-hammer in her naked chest as she 
reluctantly encircled the mammoth hugeness of his prick with her quaking 
lips. She could feel a tearing pressure at the corners of her lips as she 
stretched them to accommodate his thick, blood-heated cock. As her lips 
closed around the heavy circumference of his prick, she could feel its 
throbbing heat along the length of her tiny pink tongue, filling her mouth 
with its pungence and making her gag with shame and revulsion. 

"C'mon, baby ... we didn't pay for more than an hour, so you'd better get 
going! Suck it, suck it real nice!" 

She hollowed her cheeks, closing her eyes in shame and despair, and sucking 
tentatively on the blood-filled thickness of his erection, working her 
tongue around the lust-heated thickness with growing fervor as the older man 
grunted and croaked over her, his belly muscles tightening with the 
exquisite thrill of feeling this naked beautiful teenager sucking like a 
two-dollar whore on his prick! 

"Hey, that's better, baby ... you're doin' all right! Yeah, keep it up! You 
keep it up, 'ya hear, 'til I cum ... don't stop, don't stop for nothin'!" He 
took the sides of her head like the halves of a melon, and he positioned her 
perfectly, beginning a deep, choking rhythm of tunneling cock-thrusts that 
gagged her each and every time that the bulbous, blood-bloated head of his 
cock poked the rear of her bruised throat. 

"Get that tongue a'goin', honey ... lick it good!" he growled down at the 
lovely teenage girl who was sucking and licking his cock with animalish 
frenzy. 

Susie's mind reeled with distorted images and agonizing memories ... the man 
on the bus, the awful women who watched as he cruelly ravished Carolyn and 
herself. And the men at the prison barracks, the lewd sex show she was 
forced to be a part of. And now this ... would it ever end? Would she just 
suck cocks and let her naked pussy be eaten and fucked for the rest of her 
life? 

Her thoughts were a jumble of confused sensations and emotions, and in the 
fantasies of her twisted, shame-ridden brain, she could see a million cocks, 
all of them long and hard and naked, and all of them aching for her! Every 
one of them, all the virile, masculine cocks in the whole world ... white 
ones, black ones pulsing with pagan lusts, red ones, yellow ones! And she 
wanted them all, she had to have them all!! 

The older man could feel the change come over the naked teenage brunette as 
she suddenly seemed to shift into another gear. It was as if she had been 
merely idling before and now it was time for the real thing ... a 
cock-hungry run for his money! 

She gulped and swallowed and even managed a trick straight out of the 
porno-movies-she relaxed the muscles in her ravaged throat enough so that 
the head of the man's thick, fleshy prick could slip down into the taut 
fist-like grip of her throat! 

Her tongue was all over his cock at once, over it and under it, teasing at 
the tiny slit in the end, and suddenly the middle-aged man gasped like he 
was having a heart-attack, clutching at his chest as the breath came in 
short, staccato gasps. 

Susie's own heart began a dance of its own as she felt his cock throb with 
the oncoming fury of his orgasm and she knew the truth ... she wanted his 
cum, she wanted bucketfuls of it down her throat! 

She gulped at his cock ravenously, sucking on it with incredible force, her 
lips tautly gripping it lest this magnificent cum-machine escape her 
man-hungry grip. But he laughed at her rising passion, perhaps wondering if 
it was only an act, and he yanked his cock from her mouth just as the 
onrushing gush of white-hot jism began to spurt from the bulbous, 
blood-engorged head in a torrent of sticky, viscous wetness. 

"N-No. Nooo, p-please! I want it!" she blurted pitifully, reduced to a 
quivering, cock-hungry nympho by her own mutinous desires. Suddenly, the 
flood of sticky, hot liquid was all over her face, trickling down the sides 
of her nose and oozing into her nostrils. A rivulet of cum drooled over her 
trembling lips and down her chin and a few splattered droplets clung to her 
eyelids as she looked up at him in silent, unbelieving beseechment. "God, 
nooooo!" 

 CHAPTER THIRTEEN 

Al was kneeling on the driver's seat, his hands on the teenager's naked 
hips; her flesh still quivered with the lingering after-shocks of her wanton 
desires, even as she wiped the hot, viscous smears of the other man's 
spiteful lust from her face with the hem of her skirt. He could feel her 
body's temperature rising fast, already she seemed to be feverish ... 
feverish with uncontrollable passions! 

He'd heard about these prison girls, how they hungered for a man, but he 
didn't really believe it would be anything like this ... Man, she was going 
out of her mind for a dick up her sweet tail! 

Her hips began a slow, grinding tempo of wanton submission as Al gripped the 
fleshy curve of her ass; he helped her move her behind in a delicious rhythm 
of naked invitation as he pushed his grease-stained jeans down to his knees 
and wiggled out of them, grunting from the lack of space and the contorted 
position. Soon he was as naked as she was, and Susie managed to look around, 
peering back over her shoulder. 

Her eyes were bleary with shame and stinging with the flood of tears that 
yearned to burst free; she wiped them with the back of her hand and looked 
closer ... Ummm, what a beautiful cock! It's so long and glistening, like it 
was made of precious marble! It's going to feel so good inside me ... sooooo 
gooooodd! 

She moaned in anxious submission as she felt his thumbs pry apart the fleshy 
white cheeks of her pert young buttocks; she shivered as the rush of night 
air chilled her very insides and breezed over the lust-tingling pink wetness 
of her twat. 

"Mmmmm, yes, yes, lover ... stick it in me, stick it in me now before I 
scream!" she gasped, her voice quaking with desire. Her ass ground 
frenetically back at the younger, more handsome, trucker as if somehow she 
could seize the end of his prick and draw it into her! 

He let go of her with one hand and guided the end of his long, bone-hard 
cock with the other. It was pulsing with renewed desire, lust-heated blood 
surging along the full eight inches of virile maleness as he slipped it 
between the palpitating soft rims of her pussylips and eased it into the 
liquid heat of her cunt. 

"Big enough for you, kid?" he sneered at her, gripping her hips tightly and 
pushing forward in one painful surge until every inch of his good-sized cock 
was nestled in the velvet heat of her cuntal grip. 

"Y-Yes, it's p-perfect ... I-I love it! I l-love it!" she mewled, grinding 
her hips back to meet his pelvis with a movement that could only be called 
abandoned. 

"What'ya want me to do with it, honey?" he taunted, making his blood-bloated 
cock throb deep in her pussy until he could see her whole naked young body 
quivering and pulsing around the impaling hugeness of his erection. 

"I-I want you to ... fuck me! Fuck me hard and make me cum! Fuck me with 
your long, hard dick!" she choked as Al's cock started a deep-thrusting 
rhythm as old as man, the savage tempo of hurtful fucking! 

Susie groaned and her head lifted, her eyes rolling in their sockets as she 
savored the exquisite pleasure-pain of his deep-burrowing cock. She looked 
back and could barely see the thick, glistening shaft of his long prick, wet 
with the oozing wetness of her own pussy as he withdrew it until just the 
purplish heavy tip remained between the clasping hot lips of her pussy. 
Then, with a grunting smirk on his lips, he would rock forward on his knees, 
sinking the long, hard pole of male flesh deeply into the warm liquid heat 
of her cuntal depths! Susie was wallowing in the lustful sensations of this 
delicious dog-style fucking ... she loved the way his cock felt as it 
slipped deeply into her pussy, between the hotly-clamped rims of her cuntal 
lips. She shivered as she felt his organ pulsing deep in her belly like a 
second heart and she giggled with girlish, uncontrollable passion as she 
felt his prick pump into her again and again, every deep cock-thrust 
seemingly deeper than the one before! Every deep lunge of his pipe-hard 
erection brought yet another shudder of rapturous abandon to her quivering 
lips as his pile-driving thrusts urged her closer and closer to the 
tremorous brink ... the brink of soul-wrenching, screaming orgasm! 

Her face was contorted with the exquisite sensations of delicious pain that 
rippled up from her loins, along the ridges of her naked spine and into the 
tingling, jiggling tips of her large, full tits. Al reached far over her and 
grabbed a pair of soft, yielding breasts, one in each hand as he pumped his 
dick into her twat from behind with incredible strength. Never had the young 
teenager felt such sheer force behind a man's fucking ... this man was 
super-strong and had the endurance of a bull and she wondered if she was 
woman enough to handle him ... would he fuck her to death before he stopped? 
Could she take much more of his deep, vicious fucking? 

Susie groaned with wanton surrender as her naked ass ground desirously back 
onto the deep-skewering impalement of the young trucker's stud-like 
erection; the veins in her neck throbbed and stood out like cords as her 
whole naked body tensed and untensed with incredible arousal. Every 
deep-pistoning thrust of his long, hard pole of virile cock-flesh seemed to 
push her closer and closer to the screaming, clawing brink of her onrushing 
climax ... she knew she'd have to cum or blow apart from the maddening 
pressure! 

Al's frantic, punishing thrusts mellowed into a sensuous rhythm of 
incredible salaciousness, long, exquisitely deep thrusts that seemed to 
tunnel into virginal, untried depths far up in her young belly. 

"Man, oh, man, what a pussy! She's got a twat like a virgin, buddy ... it's 
fuckin' incredible!" the nearly naked young trucker grunted as he leaned far 
over her and pushed his pelvis up tight against the trembling soft 
girlishness of her upturned buttocks. 

Suddenly, the naked young brunette cried out loudly as if he had struck some 
hidden nerve, some secret sex-spot deep in her lust-twisted belly . 

"Aaaaaghhhh! Yessss, yesssss! I'm ... I'm ... gonna' cum...!" she bleated. 
Al grinned broadly as he watched the naked, beautiful young teenager squirm 
wildly on the long hard length of his impaling erection; she grounded in a 
dozen different ways at once, grunting and moaning with unspeakable passions 
as her ass worked frantically back in a maddened attempt to gobble his cock 
up and suck his whole naked body into the ravenous heat of her cunt! 

She looked up at the older man, still kneeling on the other seat and only 
inches from her face. She lifted one hand weakly, all the strength in her 
lithe young body directed into the frenzied gyrations of her naked crotch. 
Her fingers encircled the now-flaccid length of his thick, fleshy cock and 
pulled it closer ... she wanted it again in her mouth, she hungered to taste 
its manful pungence, she thirsted for the cum she had been cheated of! 

He moved up against her upturned face and shoved the whole fleshy knob of 
his rubbery prick into her mouth; the brunette gulped it ravenously like a 
starving woman and sucked it and tongued it until it hardened inside her 
mouth and throat. She gagged and choked on it as she licked it into full, 
throbbing rigidity ... and then she sucked it like she had never sucked a 
cock before, hard and powerfully with a force almost like a vacuum hose 
until the older man groaned from the taut, incessant pressure of her lips 
and tongue. But even as she sucked and licked the other man's cock, she 
sensed something unexpected was happening ... it took her a moment to even 
realize it, so great was her passion and so close was she to that exquisite 
pinnacle of blissful climax ... he was taking it out! 

"N-No, good God, nooo!" she begged, pushing back with her naked buttocks, 
her words barely audible as she gasped around the thick pole of flesh that 
face-fucked its way down her throat. 

Her eyes widened hugely as AI pushed the rubbery head of his prick up 
between the soft, fleshy half-moons of her ass, his thumbs already pulling 
apart the cheeks like the halves of a warm, buttered roll. He pushed the 
bulbous, blood-stiffened head up against the puckered little ring of her 
anus ... he pushed again ... and again! 

"Unngghhhh! It's killing me! I can't, I can't!" she screamed. She was 
instantly taken back in time to a few days ago, that awful moment in the 
prison bus and she knew she could not stand to relive that shame again so 
soon ... she couldn't take another hard, vicious ass-fucking! 

She was pleading and gurgling hysterically as he sank his lust-bloated long 
cock deeper and deeper into the unbelievably tight grip of her nether hole. 
She cried and screamed but there was no stopping now that he had felt the 
delicious grip of her asshole-it was like a cherry pussy, only ten times 
tighter, and the movements of her rectal muscles as she vainly fought to 
dislodge this cruel sodomizing invasion only made it better-like a tight, 
strong fist wrapped in wet, hot velvet! 

His fingers dug into the fleshy orbs of her bottom-cheeks, squeezing the 
soft meat up in reddened ridges between his fingers as Susie groaned 
submissively and began a slow, sensuous return ... a grinding, passionate 
movement of naked abandonment as she worked her rectum back onto the long 
hard thickness of his virile erection! 

"Mmmmmm ... it's better now," she gurgled. "It ... it feels good in my ass! 
I like it, I like your long hot dick up my ass!" 

"All right, baby, hang on ... Daddy's comin' home!" Al grunted, tightening 
his grip on her hips and lifting her bodily from the center console that had 
been her lust-stage. His hands worked under her and locked together, lifting 
her high in the air as he pulled her naked young tail hard onto his deeply 
impaling hardness. 

"Aaaaawwww, yesss! Oooooh, it hurts soooo good! It's so deep and long ... 
and hard!" The other man's cock slipped from her mouth but he crammed it 
between her lips again, over her tongue until it bumped against the back of 
her throat. She gagged and choked but still she licked it and kissed it 
ravenously, her hands searching between his hairy legs for his leathery 
balls. Susie took them in her tiny hands and caressed them lovingly, as if 
to milk yet another load of viscous, hot cum that would gush into her mouth 
and fill her throat. 

Suddenly, Al grunted loudly and she could feel his cock jerk and shudder 
deep in her bowels like a fire hose someone had turned on full. She cried 
out in ecstasy as she felt the rushing gush of his sperm ricocheting up her 
rectum and filling her insides with its bal-like heat. 

It was the trigger she needed, the last fine edge before she toppled over 
the brink and into the chasm of her wanton desires ...! 

"Yessss, yesss ... I'm ... I'M CCUUUUMMIINNNGG! AAAAGGHHHHHH!!" she screamed 
hysterically, writhing like a million volts of electricity had been pumped 
between her girlish, shivering thighs. Her whole body shook convulsively as 
Al grunted out the last of his lust up her asshole, a veritable river of hot 
scalding cum that filled her completely and oozed around the shaft of his 
glistening cock and trickled down the insides of her thighs. 

He let her down gently, the other trucker's cock still in her mouth and she 
sucked it with renewed fervor. It was still moist with his first ejaculation 
and at first she dared not hope that it would happen again ... but it did! 

The wanton spectacle of his partner ass-fucking this beautiful young 
brunette was enough to trigger the white, sticky torrent that she had grown 
to crave like a super-sweet candy ... and when it started to trickle from 
the end of his prick, she sucked and swallowed ravenously, grunting and 
groaning as the rushing warm liquid surged in heavy spurts down her throat 
to mingle with the sloshing heat of the other man's load that already filled 
her belly! 

"Man, look at her suck ... suck it, honey! Suck it dry!" Al shouted as the 
older man looked down incredulously. He seemed not really able to believe 
his luck ... his dick sucked not once but twice by this gorgeous teenage 
nymphet! 

After a few moment's, she was satisfied that she had every previous drop and 
she let his soft, rubbery prick slip from her lips and slide wetly down over 
her chin, leaving a tell-tale smear of semen that oozed down her neck. It 
trailed away like a strand of a spider's web and finally broke as he rocked 
away from her face. 

"Mmmmmm," she moaned as Al finally let his flaccid long cock slither out of 
her rectum. It left her with an audible sucking noise, an almost reluctant 
sound as her anus finally released his prick and let it slide down her thigh 
and dangle exhaustedly between his legs. 

She climbed off the console, rubbing her back from the strain of the awkward 
position. Al moved aside and she sat back on the driver's seat beside him. 

Susie looked up at his face ... it could have been her husband's face or 
anyone else's now, it didn't matter. What mattered was getting out of that 
prison ... and also that hunk of pleasure-giving meat between his legs. 

She smiled at him sensuously. "How about it, handsome?" she purred, her hand 
reaching out for his cock. "Think you'll be passing this way again?" 

He leaned over her and kissed her breast. The other man took his cue and 
crawled half-over the center console to fasten his hot searching lips on the 
other full, pert young tit. Her nipples were hard and pulsing with desire 
and she squirmed ecstatically as the two men kissed her breasts and the 
younger man's hand slipped between her half-splayed thighs. 

"What'ya mean, honey!" he breathed excitedly. "You just sit tight until I go 
see the man inside ... it's worth whatever he wants for some more time with 
you, baby! I want your sweet little ass for the rest of the night!" 

Susie's mind flashed on an idea. "Okay ... but how about my girlfriend?" 

The older man's eyes widened. "Is she anything like you?" 

"She's better ... and she's a long, slinky blonde!" 

Al was hurrying into his clothes, hoping that the truck-stop operator would 
go along with his plans. He knew this girl was from the women's prison, and 
he had his doubts about what time she had to be back, but he had a pocketful 
of money that might do some talking. This girl was a one-in-a-million find 
and he didn't plan to miss a chance like this ... she could fuck 'em both 
all night! Goddamn, what a pussy! 

 CHAPTER FOURTEEN 

The two men lay silently in their bunks, spacing their breathing so that the 
night guard, when he passed outside, would not suspect they were both awake. 
It was an old trick, but one they had paid for, along with all the other 
information they needed to break out of this place. 

It had only taken a few hours to get the word around that they planned to 
"run", as the old-timers called it. And it was less than a few minutes after 
that that the word reached them ... one of the "bulls" would sell them a 
plan, a carefully-worked out escape scheme, for a hundred dollars. 

There was less than forty between them, money that Bob's sister had sent 
them through the mail, but it was enough to satisfy the old con who offered 
his plan. 

"I don't know," Larry had said skeptically. "If it's so good, how come 
you're still here?" 

The old bull laughed, his neck skin rippling with age. "You've got a good 
head on you, boy. And that's a damn fine point. But it's like this ... my 
plan is a good one, but it's just enough to get you out of the camp and 
clear of the searchlights from the towers. And there's a way involved to get 
you free of the dogs." 

"Dogs?" Bob's face stiffened. He had always been afraid of mean dogs, a 
legacy of his childhood when one bit him and nearly took off a hand. 

"Sure ... they'll get the hounds on your trail as soon as they know you've 
run. But I can help you there too. Anyway, the plan's no good for a man my 
age. You've got to be fast ... and you've got to be strong. I'm afraid I'd 
collapse before I made the woods. So, is it a deal?" 

Larry looked at his friend and they both saw the same thing in each other's 
eyes. A fierce burning desire for freedom, most of the cons might have 
guessed ... but it was something else ... a desire for revenge, vengeance 
for what they had done to Carolyn and Susie! 

"Okay, it's a deal ... when can we see it?" 

The old bull laughed. "See it? You don't think I keep it around on paper, 
what with them guards stripping the place apart every few weeks? Naw, you'll 
just have to get comfortable and listen ... and listen carefully ... because 
all this is in my head." 

Bob and Larry settled on the empty bunk and listened to the old, graying 
convict as he out-lined everything they would need to know, step-by-step. 
They asked questions and the went over the trickier points, out-lined there 
at their feet in the dust of the cellblock floor. 

And before they left his cell, they knew it would work ... only no one must 
suspect that once they reached the safety of the woods beyond the prison 
camp they would not be high-tailing it like the others who had tried for the 
lights of town a dozen miles away. 

They would stay there, avoiding the dogs as the old man directed them, and 
wait until their chance came ... their chance to break into prison! 


THE END
