"Oh no!" Lena screamed as the men circled closer to her.
"Well, shit my pants," said one of the prisoners gleefully. "Look at that piece of ass!"
He was huge, well over six-feet, wearing prison overalls. His three companions were only slightly smaller than he was and it was clear he was the leader. He stroked his large black beard and laughed.
"Show us your ass, cock-sucker," he bellowed.
The men in the other cells cheered and struggled to get closer to the terrified girl. Lena wept and clutched at the bars, trying somehow to escape. But Fiona seized her arm and pulled her round to face the four men.
"Do as he says or you'll be sorry." She smiled and she leaned back against the bars beside the right hand cell. Instantly hands grabbed her and Lena stared as she thought all three of them were going to be raped. But Fiona turned and viciously stabbed the man with a small knife she had produced from somewhere. The man staggered back, blood pouring from his arm.
"You fuck with a grade four?" Fiona snarled. "Guards!"
The man rushed back to the bars. "Please, no," he wailed, "it was only a joke!"
But it was too late. Three male guards rushed along the corridor and a key rattled in the lock. The man, blood still pouring from his arm, tried to hide at the back of the cell, but nobody helped him. The guards walked through and the man screamed as they beat him to the floor. They dragged his unconscious body away and one of the guards grinned at Fiona as they left.
"Fuckers never learn," he said.
Fiona smiled and winked at him. "See you later," she said. "We owe you."
The beating had taken some of the steam out of the men. But the huge man with the beard put it back in by striding up close to Lena and pulling her round to face him with a tug on her neck chain.
"Now show us your ass, fuck-face," he demanded, slamming Lena back against the bars as the other men cheered.
Lena gasped and her body trembled as she looked at the hungry faces round her. All of them looked as, if they hadn't had a woman in months.
"Show us your ass," the bearded man snarled.
There was something in his voice that made Lena shudder. Slowly she reached down and lifted the hem of her leather dress up over her thighs until the first of her red, whipped flesh came into view. The men whistled and called their approval. "Higher!"
Shaking in terror, Lena lifted the dress until her pussy was revealed and another great yell went up from all the men. Lena sobbed, but her fingers somehow continued lifting and the whole of her whipped ass was clear of the dress. He ordered her to bend over and she did, sobbing with the dreadful humiliation.
"Turn round shit-ass," snapped the man.
Wishing she was dead, she turned and bent over, shrinking in mortal fear. The tide of cat calls and whistles echoed around the cells.
"Hey, hey," said the man, "You sure got to her, didn't you? Whipped the shit out of the little cunt. What the fuck did she do?"
"None of your business," Nancy snapped and the crop slapped into her palm again. "You ain't here to ask questions, you're here because of your cock. Now use it or I'll have you thrown in another cell and you can watch."
The man stared at Nancy and almost went for her, but the memory of the other inmate held him back. He unzipped the front of his pants and pulled his cock out. It gave Lena a new fear. It was huge, nine inches of rock-hard cockpole, sticking out from the tight, hairy bush between his massive thighs.
"Now, come here and give me a great big kiss," he said, and the men burst out in a roar of approval.
Lena moaned and stumbled forward, reaching up to let the man kiss her.
"Not there, you slut!" he yelled, slapping Lena across the face and sending her to the floor in a weeping heap. "Kiss my cock, you shithead!"
Lena struggled up, wishing she could fall through the floor onto a bottomless pit and be lost forever. She got on her knees and shuffled over to the man, staring at the horrible, meaty cockpole she had to put in her mouth. She reached out and the sweaty smell from his cock nearly made her vomit.
"Kiss it," he said.
Lena leaned in and let her wide red lips run over just the hard, purplish surface of his cockhead. Around her the men cheered and laughed as Lena's tears ran down her cheeks and onto the hard cock. She let her lips touch it again, revolted by the overwhelming male odor.
"Now lick it," said the man.
An even greater cheer went up as Lena's tongue darted out for a second and licked the huge round head. "Deeper, cunt mouth," snarled the man.
Lena let her lips take the swollen cockmeat between them. She licked over the terrible, smooth surface, trying to satisfy him.
"Cunt can't deep throat I suppose?" the man asked Nancy, who stood there slowly slapping the crop into her hard.
"If you don't shut the fuck up, I'll get you thrown in the basement," said Nancy.
The big man snarled at her, but his hands went back down. He took masses of Lena's soft hair and slowly and brutally pulled her face onto his cock.
Lena felt the massive cock ram into her mouth. Inch by inch it went in and the man yelled and shouted, cheering the big man on. The cock filled Lena's cheeks, forcing its way in deeper, past her back teeth and right to the entrance of her throat. Desperately she lifted her hands, running them round the shaft and holding on for dear life, trying to block the terrible monster from going in any deeper. The man closed his eyes and he leaned back dreamily, letting her suck on his cock.
Then, slowly he began to fuck her face, sliding in to the cheers of the other inmates.
"Suck it, bitch!" he shouted. "Suck it good or so help me I'll take that crop and whip the shit outa you again."
The threat was more than Lena could take. Her sobs were stifled by the rigid cockmeat but she offered no resistance as he slid in. She tried to suck on the tip as hard as she could as it worked its way in, deep to the back of her throat. She worked her tongue over the throbbing underside, feeling the ridge of the tube as she did. She knew that soon cum would be shooting down that tube and into her mouth and the thought made her gag again.
But there was nothing she could do. The man held her by the hair and fucked her face with long, slow strokes, his hips working back and forward as the men stared and cheered. Many of them were already rubbing the hard bulges in their pants.
As the man face-fucked Lena, Fiona laughed. She turned to the men, struggling to get through the bars.
"Who's man enough to fuck me?" she demanded, lifting her short blue dress and revealing her wonderful legs and the soft, down hair around her pussy.
Every one of the men shouted and tried to get through the bars at her.
"Take your cocks out," she said.
All of them pulled out their hot, hard prickrods and leaned in on the bars so Fiona could make her choice. She slowly walked along the line of six men, running her hands over each of their cocks, teasing them, playing with the throbbing, desperate flesh as the man groaned. By the time she got to the fifth man he was staring, wild-eyed, at Lena.
Fiona smiled wickedly and her hand slid up and down on his cock. "Wanna fuck my pussy?" she asked, sliding her dress up.
He gasped and his cock spasmed and suddenly cum shot out of it. He yelled and moaned as Fiona jerked him expertly off, the white goo splattering all over the metal floor.
"Oh dear," she said as the man clutched the bars and jerked his way to a release, "now I can't fuck that cock, can I?"
The prisoner didn't answer but his friends yelled and cheered. Fiona let go of his still twitching cock and went on to the last man.
"Oh, yeahhhh," she murmured as she played with the rock-hard prickrod. "You gotta cock, baby, hold it right there for me."
Without another word Fiona swarmed up the bars, holding tight to them. She spread her legs, allowing the man to shove his cock into the crack of her hungry pussy. Then, with a yell of total lust, Fiona sank down onto the man. The two of them held each other, the bars between them, fucking deeply.
The men cheered continuously as poor Lena was forced to suck the cock harder. The man rammed her face down and his cock up into her mouth and Fiona and the other prisoner fucked against the bars. Fiona moved like a cat in heat, her ass thrusting up and down, her legs spread wide, forced against the bars as she took every inch of the cock into her hungry cunt.
"Fuck me good," she whispered to the prisoner, "and you get the slut to suck you hard again."
Her hips rolled in tight circles and she gave moans of satisfaction as the prisoner held his cock in place for her to fuck. Her blonde hair flew all over the place and the hem of her short dress slipped from side to side with each movement of her ass, revealing her stocking tops and up the crack where the hard cock ran in and out of her hot pussy.
Lena heard the men shouting and cheering and her tears ran over the cock and tasted salty, mixing with the pre-come fluid oozing from the crack in the tip of the cock as it forced its way in yet again. She rubbed on the prickshaft, trying to get the horrible fuck over with. But then Nancy added to her shame by running the tip of the crop between her legs and playing it over the red, swollen bud of her clit.
Lena moaned and her embarrassment got worse as the dreadful thrill of the leather on her cunt sent her hips working back on it, trying to get more. Her mouth opened wider on the cock and her tongue worked over the tip. She let her front teeth play over the swollen flesh as the man grunted and then heaved a sigh of lust, jerking his hips harder into her face.
Nancy played the crop across Lena's clit and the girl moaned and sucked the prickrod as the thrill of it ran through her. She wept new tears at the knowledge that she was getting turned on and showing all those terrible men that she was going to come. She tried to stop herself, but another great yell went up as Nancy forced Lena's thighs apart so that she could rub the crop over her cuntmeat. Lena knew then she was exposed for them all to see and the dreadful lust was more than she could bear.
Suddenly her throat strained to take more of the cock and her lips closed tightly around the shaft. She sucked hard as her head pulsed up and down, forcing the cock in deeper. She gave a terrible groan and her hips twitched around on the leather crop as she sank the nine inches of hard cockmeat into her face. Her lips came up against the man's hairy crotch and her tongue licked out over his heavy balls.
The man yelled and clutched her hair even harder. "Shit!" he bellowed. "Oh shit, you cunt, I'm coming! Suck me down! Shit! Suck me all down, all of it!"
The first jet of cum surged out of his balls and Lena felt every inch of its journey along the tube under his cock. When it hit her throat, she let it swim down, heading for her stomach. Moaning in terrible lust, Lena let his cock slip back a little into the cavern of her mouth. The jizz shot onto her tongue and she could taste it. Holding herself up on the twitching cockrod, she sucked and licked, oblivious to anything else around her.
On the bars Fiona was coming as well. She leaned back and her hips rammed up and down on the man's cock. "Oh yeahhhh, you fuck good," she moaned. "Keep it up and you get the treat. Ohhhh, yehhhh! Oh fuck me, fuck meeeee!"
The prisoner she was fucking clenched his teeth and held on. His cock was being sucked at by the hottest little cunt in the special unit, but somehow he kept himself from shooting. He knew the way to better rewards. For a minute Fiona came on his cock, her cunt spasming around it until she was satisfied. Around her several of the men were glassy-eyed as they watched. Their hips pressed against the bars as the damp spots spread down the front of their uniforms.
Lena sucked the last of the jism from the big man's cock and he leaned back and let go of her hair with a sigh of contentment. His cock slipped out of her mouth and Lena fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. As her orgasm subsided, she had that rush of realization and her sobs burst out, her shoulders shaking with remorce.
Against the bars Fiona twitched and yelled as the last of her come subsided. "Now you come!" she yelled at the man fucking her.
He let go with a bellow of release and his jizz shot into Fiona's cunt. But she didn't take it all. She pulled back, reaching down and grabbing his prickshaft, guiding it until it shot into the blonde hair of her pussy. But the man didn't mind. His orgasm throbbed and he yelled as Fiona's skilled fingers worked him over until he was spent and his cum clotted in her cunthair.
Then she let him go and walked over to where Lena was on the floor. Fiona pulled her up and looked down at the sobbing girl.
"Got some more cum for you, lover," she said. "Lick it out of my cunt. All of it! I like my pussy clean after I get fucked."
Lena had no energy left to protest, besides she knew what would happen if she tried. So she allowed herself to be pulled up and her face was pushed into the soft fur of Fiona's cunt. Lena moaned, finding it wasn't so bad, not as bad as being whipped.
The cum stuck to Fiona's pussyhair, making it difficult to suck off. But Lena couldn't move until she finished, so she did as she was told and, slowly, strand by strand, the goo slid into her mouth leaving the hair clean and damp.
When it was over Lena lay in a moaning heap, wondering what other possible humiliations they could heap on her.