CHAPTER EIGHT

At ths point the third young American prisoner was being prepared for the invasion of her asshole.

"I want you to put this small board under your cock," the guard told him.

Susan looked up. Sure enough, it was a small piece of wood. She was nervous now and her whole body trembled.

"Don't," she exclaimed, "don't kill me."

The small piece of wood was attached to the young boy's cock by a couple of rubber bands.

"It will never work," the boy complained.

However, when the black Ugandan guard provided him with a pro so he could slip it over his cock to keep the guard in place, he recognized just how demented and sick the guard was. Now Susan's ass cheeks quivered. It was bad enough before. She had thought this ass assault wouldn't be so terrifying. For her ass muscles had been stretched with all of the penetrating jabs of the various men who had fucked her. At this point, however, she wasn't sure she could take it any longer.

"Ohhh, I can't stand it," she, groaned, "I can't. Please, don't make me.'

They were paying no attention to her. For they had one thing in mind. Their own erotic fantasies coming to life.

Sure enough, the cock had difficulty sliding up her rectum. The guard condescended to allow the young prisoner to apply some oil to the rubber sheathed penis. Once he was oiled he was certain he could get it in without so much difficulty. Ramming it roughly up her asshole, he fucked hard.

Susan thought she couldn't stand it anymore. Nevertheless, the young American boy felt compelled to please the guard. And with good reason. For the guard was bringing the whip down hard on his tender, sensitive ass flesh.

"This might encourage you, my friend," the black guard grinned.

It hurt like the devil to have the whip bear down on his bare ass. Nevertheless, it prompted him to fuck Susan's ass vigorously. Ramming it in as far as he could shove, he noticed she was turning and twisting in pain and protest. However, he didn't feel guilty or about to stop. Instead, it only fired his cock to fuck her even harder. Ramming roughly now he reached around for Susan's bosoms. He pinched the nipples as he went on shoving.

"I'm gonna really ram it to you," he told her. "Fuck. Fuck it off. Fuck, baby, fuck!"

Driving deeper now he had her scared as hell. He didn't care what he did to destroy her. He only wanted his thrills and kicks. And he was getting them. "Fuck it off," he panted as he pumped it deeper into her. "Fuck, baby, fuck."

The guard was not satisfied with the way that Susan was wiggling her ass. "You there," he said, pointing to the blonde male prisoner who was standing there with his cock dangling between his legs, "you light those matches on her tits. That ought to make her tail move."

Even though it was a disgusting, despicable act, the other man obliged. He lit the matches and watched her wiggle her ass. Painful now she kept her gyrating mo tion going. Anything to get the other man's orgasm going. All of a sudden he had made it. "Fuck off," he grunted, "fuck off!"

Susan was grinding her hips. In the midst of all of this she did find some pleasure. This tormented her. How could she ever enjoy anything so awful? This bothered and tortured her.

But she couldn't think about it. She was above that now. She was experiencing torture and pain and suffering and anguish, too. And this was going to destroy her. She kept her butt wiggling. She was struggling for her freedom. But she would never find it she knew. She went on twisting her ass sensuously. Susan was doing her very best to let them get their kicks.

Finally she felt the blast of sperm up her asshole. At last it was off. She milked the cock that was still stabbing her butt. She wanted it to end. "Fuck me," she begged him, "fuck me." The young man interpreted this to mean she liked it. This inspired him to plunge his fingers into her mound. Letting his fingers slide in her pussy he rammed his cock harder up her asshole. Penetrating as deeply as he knew how, his balls slapping against her bottom, he went on furiously fucking.

His sperm was shooting up her asshole now. For he was so turned on he couldn't help getting aroused and ignited.

Finally finishing, he withdrew his cock from her ravaged asshole. Slapping her buttocks crudely he lewdly told her thanks.

After the three young prisoners had gone, the black guard kicked Susan with his foot. She collapsed. She didn't remember another thing until the next day when she woke up. She was so exhausted from all of the wild sexual encounters that she had been forced to endure that she could hardly breathe.

The terrible trail of torture and torment that she had been forced to endure made her wonder if life was worth living. A couple days passed and she was hungry. The only thing they had brought her was water and crackers. She would give anything now for another guard to stick his cock in her mouth. Cum had become something wonderful. It was strange how she had hated to do this before. Vividly and hauntingly she remembered how she had refused her boyfriend this kind of sexual lust. It was bad enough that he would ask her to go down on it. But when he would ask her to swallow it she would be enraged. She always spit the damn stuff out. But now she would give anything to have a guard slipping his manhood in her mouth and letting her suck it off. For that would give her life.

As the evening shadows fell and she could see lier cell becoming darker and darker, she wondered if anybody would ever come to see her again. Finally a guard did walk in and introduced himself. "Are you ready to cooperate with us?" he asked as he shoved her.

Startled, Susan looked up at him. "Anything you say," she exclaimed, "anything you say."

The guard grinned knowingly. "I say it's time for you to talk," he told her bluntly.

Susan shook her head. "I don't know anymore. I don't."

"I guess you need to be fucked," he told her. "Maybe you should take off your clothes and let me stick my gun up your asshole. How would you like to be ass fucked with a gun?"

Susan stood there in shock, frozen with fear. She couldn't move a muscle.

"Didn't you hear me?" the guard asked her menacingly.

She nodded. She began slowly stripping.

"That's what I want you to do," he told her. "Now just take off everything. Do as I tell you and you won't have any problems." Once she was bare ass naked the guard told her what he expected. "I want you to ask for it," he told her. "I want you,, to beg me to fuck your ass with my gun.

That was adding insult to injury. She could hardly find the words to make such a demented request.

"You heard me," the guard said, slapping her roughly.

The guard wasn't content. He had to hear her shriek in pain to gain his satisfaction. Susan finally agreed. She begged for it. This stimulated the guard. He began undressing. But like the other guards, once he had finished taking off all of his clothes, he picked up his gun holster and placed it around his waist. His gun hung from the side of his holster as he looked at her invitingly.

"Now do as I tell you," he war,ned her, "and I don't want any back talk.'

Susan bent over just as he demanded. And then he knelt behind her. He gripped his cock and jerked on it as he slowly inserted the gun between her ass cheeks. She didn't know how much of this she could stand. The cold barrel of the gun plunged upher rectum.

You'd better wiggle your ass the way I tell you to," the Ugandan guard exclaimed, "or I will blow your ass to shreds."

She knew that he meant business. Even though she was tortured and tormented, she couldn't say anything now. She let her ass swing around. The guard found it exciting. He figured that when her ass swung at the perfect tempo he would pull the gun from her rectum and replace it with his own penis. He went on thrusting the gun right up her ass, making her beg and swing her hips.

"Fuck my asshole with your gun," Susan said, her voice trembling.

The guard loved it. It was music to his ears to hear her beg for it. "Now," he told her as he pulled his gun out of her ass, "you're really gonna get screwed. I'll stick my prick up your butt."

Applying his own spittle to his cock, the guard grasped her ass cheeks roughly. Surging forward he let his penis slip right up her tight, twisting rectum. She hated it. Nevertheless, she cooperated.

"That's the way I like it," the guard grunted as he rutted up her ass. "Now you're fucking. Fuck, baby, fuck."

She kept her tail twisting. He was so excited now he could barely stand it. "Oh, wow!" he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck. Fuck it."

Determined that he was going to derive every erotic moment of pleasure that he could from her body, he fingered her pussy while he fucked her ass. She kept her tail twisting.

"Fuck it off," the black guard gasped as he rutted up her asshole all the way.

The penetratmg penis movements felt good to her finally. She wiggled her butt and begged for more. "Shove it in me all the way," she told him.

To her surprise and delight he did ram her good.

"Ohhh," she groaned as he went on fucking her, "fuck me. Fuck me."

The erotic thrills that she obtained now were indicated to the guard who could tell her pussy was juicing. He rammed it until he got his cock off. Withdrawing his penis from her asshole, he thought it might be fun to tie her up. Motioning for her to come to him, he explained what he expected. "I want you to throw yourself against your cell," he told her.

She did it. And then he gave her something to think about. "Now I'm gonna have a prisoner fuck your asshole while I screw your pussy. We'll do it together."

The black Ugandan guard called another guard. "Get a horny prisonerout," he suggested, "and have him stick it up her ass. I'll fuck her pussy. We'll fuck her together."

Susan had heard about orgies. She had dreaded the thought of it always. Now here she was with a black, horny guard making his lewd demands of her. She was tied up tightly to the bars of her cell. Her wrists held good and her ankles were tightly implanted against the metal bars. It was awful to be spreadeagled like this. But there wasn't a thing she could do.

A young naked prisoner got behind her. He spit on his cock and slowly inserted his penis between her blonde ass cheeks. Ramming it roughly right up her tight anal channel he played with her buttocks. He enjoyed torturing her like this. It bothered her to be treated in this manner. But she knew that she could only make it harder on herself if she complained.

At the same moment the sweating, black young guard who was in front of her decided it would be fun to prime her pussy with his gun first. Letting the butt of his pistol slip in her vagina, he smiled as he watched her ass wiggle.

Finally he pulled his gun from her pussy, replacing it with his penis. Now the two men were fucking her holes. One man riding it into her pussy while the other shoved it up her asshole.

"Ask for it," the black guard smiled.

Susan knew this lusty desire all too well. She remembered how horrifying it had been with the other guard made her beg to be screwed. "Fuck me," she,,urged him. "Fuck me. Yes, yes, fuck me.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as the two men fucked her furiously. She hated them for doing this to her. But there was no way to stop them. They were both determined to get their kicks.

The black guard enjoyed matching the tempo of the man's penis that was slipping up her rectum. Through the thin sheath of flesh that divided the guard's cock from the prisoner's cock he could feel him jabbing.

"Time your jab up her asshole to my cock into her pussy," he recommended with a sadistic smile.

Soon both men were fucking her vigorously. She enjoyed this kind of action. Having two cocks instead of one, providing double the pleasure.

"Fuck me," Susan begged them both. "Fuck my asshole. Fuck my pussy."

She could feel her own juices ready to erupt. She wanted it. It made her feel as though she was the sexual queen of the world. Men were after her. The only place she wasn't being fucked was her face. Maybe before the night was over another man would stick his prick in her mouth. She hoped so as she was hungry. And hot, sweet sperm always tasted like a delicacy to her.

The prisoner who was sliding it up her asshole could not control himself very well. His passion was almost spent as he drove deeply into her rectum. "Let's cum together," the black guard suggested.

The virile, young, manly guard was actually like a small child with a toy as he fucked the naked blonde girl. He didn't think of himself as corrupting her or doing something evil.

However, the American who was sodomizingher assholefeltguilty. For he realized that they were torturing this young, helpless girl.

CHAPTER NINE

Susan hardly knew what to make of it when one of the top men at the prison stopped at her cell.

"How are things, young lady?" the blackskinned man asked her.

"All right," she mumbled.

"They could be better," he winked, "and maybe after I talk to you they will be. Why don't you come into my office?"

At that point he summoned a guard to open her cell for her. Susan felt perhaps her parents had been contacted and she was going to be brought to freedom. Walking behind the prison official she felt a sense of relief. However, when she got into his office she wasn't quite so sure that she would like what he had in mind. The walls were covered with swords.

"Do you like the way I have the place decorated?" he grinned.

"Yes," Susan nodded, fearing to say anything derogatory about the spears and swords that seemed to cover every inch of wall space.

"These are swords from the different tribes," he observed. "They are an excellent way to kill someone. I remember one girl that we speared with one of the swords. She was a beautiful young thing. However, she was a bad girl. A drug problem." Susan recognized that as far as the Ugandan jailer was concerned, he had no feeling or sympathy concerning drug pushers. Fearing for her life, she stood there trembling. "Why are you shaking?" the jailer demanded.

"Am I shaking?" Susan stammered nervously

The guard laughed as he took a sword down off the wall. He let his finger slide gently along its smooth blade as if he were caressing it. "Everything serves a purpose," he smiled strangely.

Motioning for her to sit down, she finally did relax a moment. But not for long. "It would be so simple for you to talk," he assured her.

Susan knew what he expected. At this point she felt perhaps she should make up a story. That might satisfy him.

"Maybe you'd like something to eat," he told her.

Susan could see a wonderful steak in front of her. She was starved now and wished she could have just a simple hamburger. Anything to stop this savage hunger that seemed to tear her stomach apart.

"That would be wonderful," she admitted.

The jailer grinned. He reached for his crotch. He let his hand caress the outline of his enormous penis. Susan glanced away evasively. "Young lady," he told her, "I want to give you a good time. I want to give you the opportunity to suck my cock."

Unzipping his fly, he pulled out his enormous black penis. She couldn't tell whether she feared his black spear that he had in his hand now more than the spears on the wall. Walking over to her he told her she could remain seated while she gave him a blow job. Letting the tip of her tongue caress the crown of his black cock she started sucking. The jailer was horny and hot. Lustfully he reached for her. Gripping her shoulders firmly he forced her down over his manhood. "You're doing it just fine," he told her. "Suck. I'll feed you. If you won't talk, you'll have a liquid diet. My cum. That's enough."

Susan was waiting now for that moment when he would feed her. She wanted his cum. At least it would keep her alive. Vividly she remembered reading about the plane that fell in the Andes. She recalled how they had to practice cannibalism to survive. That would almost be easier than having to go down on the jailer's thick, black penis.

The jailer wanted to hear her make loud suck sounds as if she enjoyed it, anticipating the moment of climax when he would shoot her a thick load of his sweet sperm juice.

"Act like you're enjoying it," he told her forcefully. To make his point, he placed his hands roughly, crud, ely on her shoulders. "Now you d better suck," he told her. "Suck me."

She could tell he was almost ready to explode. But before he got his gun off he had other ideas. "That's enough," he commanded. "Pull your mouth off my pecker."

Susan slid her mouth from his black cock. She wondered what other torture he had in mind. He didn't allow her long to wonder.

"Now," he smiled, "I'm gonna give you an opportunity to enjoy something else. I will undress. I will lie on my desk and spread my legs so you can get your tongue down between my black ass crack."

Susan shivered as she watched the jailer stripping. He motioned for her to undress, too. "Go on," he told her. "You can go naked in the world. Take off everything."

Susan eased out of her garments. Finally she was nude; the jailer locked the door. He placed a double bolt over it so no one could enter and disturb him now. Going to his desk he pushed everything off. He laughed as the contents of the desk top toppled to the floor. Getting on the desk now himself, he looked for all the world like a demon. He lay back and scowled at her. "Let's see what you can do for my asshole, honey. Get down there and lick me."

Nervously now Susan strode over to his desk. She bent over between his legs.

"Rub your tits over my balls," he suggested.

Susan massaged her big bosoms against his balls. She was certain she could bring him the enjoyment he demanded. Maybe now the jailer would let her suck on his penis until it exploded in her mouth. She could tell he was loaded by the size of his swelling balls. Clasping his rigid manhood, she gripped it tightly. Letting her mouth slip over his penis head, she started sucking slowly, as if she were nursing his penis.

"Suck my prick," he begged her. "Suck it. Suck it good." Her mouth slid smoothly back and forth along the length of his shaft. "Eat it," he begged her. "Suck it. Suck it off."

The keen, erotic pleasure that she felt now had her trembling. "Now you're sucking, cock eater," he told her. "Let me ram it down your throat."

With ruthless abandon the jailer plunged his rigid manhood down the young girl's throat, nearly choking her to death. He let his cock head caress the back of her throat until she could feel the juice ready to erupt.

"Eat it," he warned her. "Suck. Suck it."

This was the kind of erotic arousal that she worried about. For she recognized he might get so carried away ramming his big thick prick down her throat that he would choke her. He didn't seem to care. The black jailer's massive, black hands gripped her head. He forced her down, keeping her there. She could hardly breathe now. "Eat it," he demanded. "Swallow it. Suck me. Suck me off."

It was not easy for her to continue manipulating his balls and sucking on his manhood. For it was obvious that a streak of sadism ran through the jailer. He wanted to cause her as much anguish as he knew how.

Finally he did explode his load inside of her. She sucked the sweet cum from his cock head. "Eat it," he told her. "Finger fuck my asshole and eat my cock."

Letting her index finger slip up the jailer's black asshole, she massaged his prostate gland while she licked and sucked him dry.

When she pulled her mouth off his cock he glared at her. "You could tell us," he warned her. "We've got to know. You young Americans are bringing dope to all of Africa. They may tolerate it in your country with its loose morals, but we will have no part of that."

She pulled away from him nervously now. She wondered if he would let her go. But his eyes were fastening on her buttocks.

"Why don't you bend over my desk?" he suggested. "I want to see if you've got a good ass."

Glancing at Susan's curving bottom as she bent over his desk, he figured he would fuck her there, too. Spitting in his hand he applied his spit to his cock. His massive black hands gripped her round ass cheeks. The sight of her blonde buttocks stimulated and aroused him. The black man eased his cock between her ass cheeks. With a forceful plunge he drove ahead. His hard, thick penis slipped smoothly in her rectum.

"Ohhh, you're killing me," she gasped as he got it past the tight anal ring.

This only provided fire for his fuck. He was totally turned on now and determined to obtain every erotic kick that he could from her.

"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck. That's what I want you to do. Fuck me."

Susan recognized she was expected to grind her hips and churn her ass around as if she enjoyed it. It disgusted her thinking about it. Nevertheless, she would do her best. Her hips swung into action.

"Keep your tail twisting," the blackskinned jailer panted as he rutted up her asshole. Susan reached out and clutched the desk. As her fingernails bit into the edge of the desk she found some relief from the pain she was suffering in her rectum. The black penis was assaulting her asshole with speedy penis stabs. For the black stud was horny and determined he was going to get his rocks off just the way he wanted it and fast.

"Fuck it," he grunted. "Fuck."

Susan was fucking smoothly. Her revolving ass thrilled and aroused the jailer.

"You're right," he told her, "and you're gonna stay that way. I'm not gonna let any more of them screw your asshole. If they want to have sex with you they can screw your pussy or fuck your face. But your ass is gonna be reserved for me."

Reaching up and underneath her he gripped her bosoms. He held them and squeezed the nipples. This aroused and ignited the fire in her body. "I want your tail twisting faster," the black man grunted as he shoved swifter now.

It was difficult for Susan to keep her tail moving at the pace he desired. He must be a sex maniac she thought to herself.

"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck it."

She felt his cuming as his body shook violently and the juices spasmed from his penis shaft tip. Her asshole was cum coated. It was easy now for him to slide it swiftly in and out. Ramming it roughly up her ass as far as he could get it he hoped to get it off one more time. Squeezing her buttocks until they were red, he watched as he pulled his cumslick cock way out and shoved it way back. There was something erotic and pleasing about looking at her blonde buttocks twisting and turning as he sent his long, black penis into her at different tempos. The jailer enjoyed sliding it out ever so slowly and then ramming it back with a hard thrust. The unexpected jab up her asshole made her body convulse.

"One more time," he grunted as he rutted up her ass furiously.

The savage attack the jailer was making on her hot, tight asshole pleased her. Susan began developing a response to his rhythm.

"Yes, yes," he grunted as he fucked. "Screw it, baby. Screw." The pounding penis shot its wad again. He was cuming. "Fuck off," he gasped. "Fuck, baby, fuck."

When he had finished unloading his cum in her asshole he eased out slowly. Some of his cum dripped on her blonde butt. Susan reached back to whip it off. Glancing over her shoulder at the demented jailer, she could see a look of sadism playing on his lips.

"You enjoyed that," he grinned.

Susan did not reply. It seemed as if he would torture her if she said anything. Figuring it best to go along with anything he said she simply lay there limp.

"You can get up now," he finally told her. "Yes, you can get up now."

CHAPTER TEN

Susan was led back to her cell once she had finished dressing. It was really becoming torture for her. Everywhere she turned she was getting in trouble.

The very next day she was ushered out of her cell once again, back to the office of a young Ugandan prison guard. It was a weekend and he was drinking. "We have fun and games in the jail on the weekend," he told her, "and we're gonna bring a goose in here for you so you can understand your role."

A white goose was brought in and Susan looked at it strangely. "What am I expected to do with this?" she demanded.

"I'll tell you," he smiled. This was a strange situation for her and she barely knew how to respond.

"Tell me," she asked curiously, "what am I expected to do?"

The guard looked at her hotly. "A goose can give a very good fuck," he explained. "The object is to get the goose to wiggle. Then it will give a man a better ride."

A few moments later they went down a dark, narrow hallway. They came to a room that the Ugandan guard designated as the fuckandsuck room. There was a plyboard wall that held the answer.

"You have to shove the goose's head and neck through that hole," he told her.

"You're awful," she shook her head. "You will hurt the poor animal."

The guard slapped her roughly. "You do as I tell you," he said furiously.

She had gotten the guard upset, she realized. For he could see she was actually defying him. After all of the pain and punishment she had been tghrough he was realizing she had probably not experienced enough pain or torture to make her do as he instructed.

"You will learn discipline later," he told her, "but for now I want you to get ready.

Three prisoners are going to come in here and fuck the goose.

A moment later the guards ushered three prisoners in.

"We don't allow them sweethearts or prostitutes," the guard laughed sadistically, "but they get their fuck. We enjoy watching them screw the goose."

Sure enough. The prisoners were stripping as if they expected nothing more now than an opportunity to fuck the poor animal. This bothered her and tormented her. She could not think of anything more sick than wanting to fuck the goose However, she figured it better not to make too big a fuss.

She was forced to undress, too, and then she picked up the goose. She stuffed its head through the small hole in the plyboard wall.

Now what am I supposed to do?" Susan asked the guard curiously as she saw him stripping, too. As the guard pulled off his shorts and his thick, black cock swung between his legs, he once more replaced his holster and his gun around his waist.

"You twist the neck of the damned goose," he told her, "and when you are twisting the goose will put up a fight for its life. That's when the fucking really gets good."

Susan had never heard of anything half so demented and sick. She shook her head. "I can't do that. I can't. I can't!"

Menacingly the guard stepped forward. He slapped her face. "Get on the floor and lick the floor," he told her.

When she got on the floor and started licking,she could see that he was jerking on his penis.

"I'll shoot my load on the floor and make you lick it off," he told her.

The other three prisoners who were watched by a guard holding a gun on them all, laughed. There she was licking the dirty, dark floor.

The guard cupped his big black balls in his hand and pulled on his cock with the other hand. "It's gonna taste sweet," he told her, "and I'm loaded. Just wait until I shoot my wad."

Now he quickened the pace of his handgrab action. He kept on pumping vigorously. "Ohhh," he groaned as he threw his head from side to side. Soon his sperm exploded from his penis tip. It landed on the floor in a white, liquid splotch.

Oooooh," he groaned, "I'm cuming. I'm cuming."

The erotic frenzy that he felt now had him trembling. His hot juices spilling on the floor did not ignite her desire. Nevertheless, Susan was forced to lick his white cum off the dirty prison floor.

When she had finished that, she understood what discipline meant.

"Now grab the goose,' the guard smiled, "and do as I tell you. Mind you, if you disobey one word I will torture you. I will burn your breasts off."

Susan was stunned and feaful at his evil, ugly words. She picked up the goose. Naked now, the curvaceous young girl walked over toward the plyboard wall. Three horny prisoners looked at her. They all wanted to fuck her. They would have much preferred sticking their cocks into Susan than in the damn squirming goose.

But that was not the Ugandan guard's method of sexual technique. He wanted it done on his terms and on no other terms.

When the goose's neck and head had been shoved through the small hole, the prisoners instantly jumped to their feet. One man ran over and grabbed the goose by its wings. He plunged his rigid cock right into the animal.

"Smooth fucking," the prisoner panted as he pumped his penis into the animal, which was putting up a terrible struggle. "Don't twist it too much," the Ugandan guard told Susan, "you don't want to kill it. It can't wiggle if you kill it."

Everything was determined. on the outcome of the lustful craving and pleasure that the horny prisoners could feel. The feelings of the small, beautiful animal were unthought of.

"Twist that damned goose's head," one prisoner panted as he watched.

The prisoner who was fucking was lost in his erotic pleasure. He'd waited a long time to get his cock into something tight and slick. Even though he wouldn't have picked a goose if he was on the outside, he was glad to get anything he could on the inside.

"Fuck the goose," the black guard smiled as he picked up a whip and lashed the whip across the prisoner's ass cheeks.

The prisoner increased the tempo of his cock stabs into the animal.

"Fuck the damned goose," the guard called out. "Fuck that goose."

The prisoner fucked the goose. And the goose struggled for its life. It was an ugly, evil, rotten sight. As she twisted the goose's neck she was afraid the animal would stop breathing. Therefore, she lessened the firmness with which she held the creature.

"Ohhhhh," the prisoner gasped as he got his rocks off. His hot juicy cum load shot up the goose's tight channel. Pulling his cock out 9f the animal which was struggling now, another prisoner quickly replaced him.

"You can slide in easy now that I've coated the hole with cum," the prisoner chuckled.

The other prisoner immediately went to work. He gripped the goose's wings and began stabbing without mercy into the struggling animal.

When Susan would release her grip a little, the animal would get a chance to breathe. At that point it would lessen its struggle. However, that did not bring the same measure of pleasure to the prisoner who was plunging his rigid penis into the animal's tight orifice.

"Choke the damn bird," the prisoner demanded.

His carnal craving knew no bounds. Susan wept bitter tears as she twisted the animal's neck. The black Ugandan guard felt his balls tense and tighten. His cock lengthened and strengthened as he watched the sadistic, erotic spectacle. "Let up on that goose's neck," he warned Susan. "You'll choke it to death. Let the next prisoner get his fuck, too."

Susan realized she was being asked to do the impossible. If she squeezed the goose's neck too tightly, it would almost choke to death. However, it would struggle and provide the erotic thrills that the man who was fucking wanted. Yet if she gave it too much air it would cease to struggle and the pleasurable penis stabs arrived at because of the animal's wiggle action would be gone.

It didn't take long for the second horny stud to get his cock to shoot. Thusting in as far as it would go he let out a moan of ecstasy.

"Ohhhhh," he exclaimed, "I'm cuming. Keep twisting the goose's neck."

Slipping his cock out of the goose, the third prisoner positioned himself in front of the plyboard wall. All that he saw now was the animal dangling. He knew that he had to grip it quickly and hold it. Otherwise it certainly would struggle and strangle to death. Gripping its firm body and holding its wings as best he could, he inserted his cock into the fighting creature. The Ugaiidan guard decided he would have to apply the whip to the man's behind. For the prisoner wasn't fucking at the tempo that he thought essential for the ultimate orgasm.

"Faster," the black guard demanded angrily, "fuck faster. Tat's how. Fuck it!"

With penetrating cock stabs into the creature, he was bringing himself closer, ever closer to climax.

"Fuck it," he grunted as he rutted in the animal, "fuck, fuck."

Breathlessly he was pumping it in now. The poor struggling creature could hardly stand it. It was getting short of air. "Don't kill the fucking goose," the black guard demanded. "I want to stick my pecker in it, too."

Susan released the grip around the goose's neck. Once more the animal did not put up a struggle for survival. And once again the impossibly frustrating situation developed. For the horny prisoner who was plunging his rigid cock into the creature could not get the kicks he desired.

"Wiggle, you damned beast," the prisoner grunted as he thrust his cock forward.

Susan once more increased the pressure and the animal struggled. Nevertheless, she quickly let loose so the guard would get his fuck in this dreaded, sick manner.

The third prisoner let his juices spill in the animal as Susan clutched its neck so it would squeeze the cum out of his cock and please him.

When the prisoner had finished, the black guard was ready. "Now I will show you men how to fuck a goose," he laughed. Naked, the black guard walked over toward the goose. As he clasped it, the three prisoners and another guard watched. Only his holster and his gun remained on his body. He was sweating now as he gripped the small body of the frightened creature. His rigid, black cock was inserted in the goose instantly. Ramming it ruthlessly he outdid all of the other prisoners.

"Whip my ass," he called out to the other guard.

The other guard did not want to be distracted. He assigned a prisoner to whip the ass of the first blackskinned guard. For he was certain that if he did not have his gun instantly available, a prisoner might make an attempt to escape. He didn't want this to happen.

Immediately the prisoner picked up the whip. He lashed it hard over the black Ugandan's buttocks. He figured the guard would complain. However, he also calculated he would obtain a great deal of satisfaction lashing his bare, black butt. For he hated him with a vengeance. And he wanted to get his vengeance in this way.

The black guara didn't flinch. He had been educated on a diet of sadism and sex. He loved the feel of the whip across his bare, black ass cheeks as he fucked furiously. He was really ramming now. "I'll fuck the goose, 'he grunted, "and I'll fuck it. Mind you, I will fuck it good." Ramming it in crudely, he lewdly stabbed his penisinto the struggling animal.

"Fuck," he grunted as he rutted in, "fuck it. That's how. Fuck it. Fuck it." The erotic pleasure that he was deriving at this moment had him worked into a passionate pitch. The men watched as the black guard seriously fucked the goose. "I want you to kill it when I'm fucking it," he told Susan bluntly. "I will tell you when. But now release the animal's neck so it can breathe. But let me get a good fuck in first. I mean, squeeze like you're gonna choke it. Then allow a little air. I've got to get my fuck."

The guard was obviously demented and sick. Susan understood this all too well. She realized that he might derive pleasure from killing humans as well as animals. But here she was confronted with a terrible horrifying deed that she must perform.

"Fuck," the guard gasped. "Fuck."

Letting his penis probe deep into the animal's tight, slick hole, he was deriving a great deal of pleasure from this act. He liked to slip his cock in after the other men had shot their loads. This made it easier for his rigid, long black cock to slide. He couldn't hide his pleasure in this erotic sex. "Fuck the damned goose," he grunted as he rutted into the animal. "Fuck it, fuck it."

The goose was putting up a struggle for survival once more. It was turning and twisting and twitching.

"Not yet," the black guard grunted. "Wait. Give me some more pleasure. Let it live so I can fuck it a few more times."

Susan squeezed the animal's neck again. But not too long. Recognizing that if she did it couldn't put up a struggle. And it was in this struggle where the key to the pleasure lay to the black guard's warped desires. As the beautiful white goose wiggled for its life, the black guard held it firmly. He plunged his penis ever deeper at a quickening, steady, rhythmic tempo. "There's nothing better that a good goose fuck," he grunted. "Fuck it. Fuck it."

The guard observed that the prisoner was not lashing his gyrating black ass with the whip. He complained. "Tend to your business," he told him emphatically. "Whip my ass. Whip it good."

Momentarily the prisoner had watched, completely transfixed. He had never seen anything like it. And he hoped he never would again. Reaching for the whip he brought it down with a sharp sting across the black guard's bottom. The guard didn't object. Instead, he smiled. "Thanks a lot," he grinned as he looked at the prisoner and then returned to paying attention to the struggling goose that he was fucking. "Fuck it," the guard grunted, "fuck it."

Now the goose was really struggling. The guard knew that he was sliding to climax. He didn't want Susan to give the goose a chance to breathe. He wanted to have her kill the bird and told her so.

"Kill the damn fucking goose," he grunted. "Let, me get my fuck. That's all that matters. Indeed it was all that mattered to him. As Susan's fingers clenched tightly in a death hold around the goose's neck, the bird put up a violent struggle. As it struggled for its very survival, it provided tremendous erotic thrills for the black guard. He was pumping his penis in at a steady wild tempo. His savage cock stabs were matched by his cries of passionate ec stasy.

"Ohhhh," he groane,,d, "I can't stand it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. His hot sperm shot into the goose's dying body. Finally when the animal had finished struggling he slowly eased his cock from the goose's tight channel. "You can drop it now," he told Susan.

In a grotesque sight that followed, the prisoners laughed. For the goose hung by its neck. The guard told one of the prisoners to get the goose's neck through the small hole in the plyboard wall.

"Then put it in that sack over there," he advised, "and you can take it down the hall to the dump."

The prisoner did as he was told. Once he had the goose in the sack he and the other two prisoners were ushered naked down the hall.

They had their clothes in their arms. And the prisoner with the sack with the dead goose felt awful. He knew how sick and evil everything was at this damned hellhole in Uganda. How he wished he could get out. Maybe he would meet a fate as bad as this. It tormented and bothered him. He tried to erase thoughts of his own death from his mind. For it was too ugly, too horrible, too frightening to grasp. Finally the Ugandan guard confronted Susan.

"If you want to talk," he told her, "we can put you up in a fine hotel. You will have everything. Beautiful rooms, wonderful food. You won't have to live like this. But we must know your contact. The one you were delivering to, and the one who sent you. We are going to stop the drug traffic in Uganda if we have to kill every pusher we find."

It had never entered Susan's mind that she might be killed for her participation in such terrible conduct. She was now forced to give it some thought. It was unpleasant, evil and ugly to contemplate her situation. Nevertheless, she had to be realistic.

"You wouldn't kill me, would you?" she asked, trying to see if he had one scrap of humanity or decency remaining within him.

"It would be a pleasure,' the guard told her frankly.

As she stood before him, Susan realized she was totally at the mercy of these sadistic, cruel, black Ugandan prison guards.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

As terrifying as her cell was, it was far better than being trapped with this evil, ugly guard. For his mind seemed hell bent on devising new ways of tormenting and torturing her. "There are a lot' men in this prison who have no sexual outlet," he told her.

Susan once more remained silent. She hoped that he wouldn't try to ask her to satisfy all of the carnal cravings that would exist in such a strange and ugly situation.

"Therefore, we have a plan on the weekends to satisfy these men," he explained. "Otherwise, they are forever fighting. They have to get their sex just like you have to. And it can be pleasurable."

“Pleasurable to who?" Susan snapped indignantly, unable to control herself any longer.

"How dare you ask such a question?" the guard shrieked at her. Shoving her down on the floor he let her know that she would have to perform more demeaning acts. "I guess you haven't learned yet," he warned her, "that I can take care of all of that. And I can take care of it very well indeed."

She didn't move as she sat there on the floor. The guard told her to lie flat. Susan did as instructed. Then he straddled her face. He lowered his black ass directly over her mouth. "You'd better lick my asshole to learn humility," he told her. Susan reached up. She clasped his black ass cheeks firmly. "Part my butt and lick it, right there where the hole is."

Susan knew that she could not be defiant any longer. Her life might be at stake. Gripping his black bottom she began parting it gently. Letting her tongue slowly slide along his ass crack she did her best to see if she could provide him with the erotic pleasure that he was seeking so desperate

“Suck me," he told her. "Lick it."

Susan began licking in earnest.

"Now, now," he told her, "Keep licking. That's how. Lick it."

Susan did her best. She let her tongue slip smoothly between his ass cheeks and finally guided her tongue right up his rectum. The guard enjoyed this enormously. The keen pleasure that he felt from such a demeaning act was reflected in his attitude. "You are learning discipline," he grinned. Clasping his balls and pulling at his cock he began exciting himself. "That feels good," he told her as she pumped her tongue right up his asshole.

She wondered how much more of this kind of sexual sickness she could take. He was sliding up and down on her tongue, letting it penetrate up his rectum as far as he knew how. At last he swung his sweaty balls in front of her nose. "Open your mouth and lick my nuts," he told her.

Susan opened her mouth. She let her tongue gently slide back and forth across his balls. This provided erotic excitement for him. He seemed to enjoy it keenly. "Ohhh," he grunted, "suck my balls." When she had finished sucking his balls he planted his penis at her lips. "Open up," he suggested, "and le,t me slip inside. I want to fuck your face.'

She opened her mouth. His big cock swung inside. This was the kind of erotic arousal she thoroughly enjoyed. She wanted to feed at his penis tip. The thick, creamy cum was her only way of survival. She never dreamt that life would ever bring her to such an awful act. However, now that she was confronted with his cock slipping rhythmically in and out of her mouth, she accepted it. Clasping his bare bottom she tried to caress his ass cheeks to arouse and please him. The guard enjoyed this but expected more.

"Use your finger in my asshole," he instructed her. "Slip it back and forth. That's what I want you to do." She let her finger slide rhythmically in and out of his hot, tight, twisting ass.

This ignited his passion. The guard's ass muscles flexed as he fucked her face in earnest.

Susan kept her eyes opened. She was enjoying the sight of his salivaslickened penis as he pumped it hard into her mouth. However, it did bother her when he would ram it so far down her throat she couldn't breathe. Noticing this, the guard paused.

"I don't want to kill you like the goose," he laughed. "I couldn't have you suck me off anymore."

Susan understood how little she meant to him. Nevertheless, it was her only passport to existence at that strategic moment in her life. Sucking hard now she brought the guard's cock off. As his sperm spilled in her mouth she sucked as if she really enjoyed it. And strangely, she did. Her need of nourishment was the obvious reason. For without his cum load she would starve to death.

He pulled his manhood from her and glanced down at her with an evil grimace. "How would you like a cock lineup?" he suggested. "You could let the prisoners fuck your face. They can stand there at the wall where the goose was fucked. They can stick their cocks through that hole. You won't even have to look at any part of them. That is, except their cocks. You will never see one prisoner. But you will suck them. You will suck them each off as I tell you to."

What a demonical man he was! It seemed as if his mind was full of evil ideas, one after the other. "Anything you say," Susan looked up at him. Recognizing at last her slave status, she was no longer desirous of being defiant. She figured it was futile. It was better to obey than sacrifice her life.

The guard grinned. He remained naked as he waited for the prisoners to arrive. "This is our Saturdaynight secret," he told her. "The prisoners here in Uganda get their fucks this way. They seem to like the arrangement."

Of course Susan recognized she could never be consulted. She was but a victim and if she wasn't smiling and happy about it she might get slapped around or beat up. When the prisoners were ready to come, the guard immediately told her to get on the other side of the sevenfoot plyboard wall with the hole in the center.

"Men," the guard grinned, "you are about to experience some hospitality. The Uganda prison is pleased to give you an opportunity to get your kicks."

The first young stud could hardly wait to strip and get his shorts off. He was anxious to flip his cock at the small hole and feel it being inserted in a willing, hot mouth. It made no difference whose mouth. The important thing was that he could get his fuck.

This really bothered the beautiful young girl. She was a victim, but not a willing one. But under the circumstances she accepted her fate.

The tall, broadshouldered American boy who had been arrested on drugsmuggling charges guided his rigid cock through the hole. If there was anything that Susan would have enjoyed doing at this point it was to bite off the head of his cock. She had become almost a savage herself. Having wrung the neck of the goose to death, she felt as if she was capable of performing anything now.

When she felt the bite of the whip across her back when she didn't instantly let the prisoner insert his cock in her mouth, she understood how rigid and determined the guard was to force her to perform this degrading act.

Her mouth opened as the prisoner plunged his penis savagely down her throat. For a second she wanted to throw up or choke. But she could do neither. She had to keep swallowing the cock as he pulled it out and rammed it back.

"Suck my cock," the prisoner grunted as he plunged forward. It added a measure of erotic excitement not to see the person who was performing.

All he needed to know was that she had a warm, willing mouth. He could tell she had thick, sensuous lips. He could tell from the way her lips fastened on the head of his cock she probably wouldn't pull off when he was ready to explode his cum load. This pleased his passion. He rammed forcefully as he savagely fucked her face. "That's it, cock eater," the prisoner grunted as he forcefully went on ramming into her.

He couldn't hold off his sperm load for long. It had been such a difficult thing for him to wait until he could finally have access to a hot hole that now it was available he was doing it with savage lust and fury.

All at once she almost threw up on his cum. The prisoner laughed as he pulled out his still hard cock.

The guard grinned as he looked at him. "You're getting well fed tonight, honey," he said, "and there are more cocks where that one came from. Next!"

The next prisoner in the lineup went over to the hole in the wall. He put his rigid male member through the hole and he felt her clasping it. Then he could feel her tongue gently caressing the tip of it. Letting her lower lip drag on the underside of his shaft, she provided some expertise in her cock sucking. This fired the man who was fucking her. "She's good at it," he grunted as he went on stabbing his penis through the hole in the wall.

Her mouth was like hot quicksand. It pulled and tugged on his penis. How he wished that she could massage and play with his balls. That would add fire to his fuck. But he knew that he could never have such luck. He had to keep doing it in this manner. It was disgusting and debasing and degrading. But Susan new that she had to keep sucking.

With a few hard jabs the prisoner got his cock to shoot its load to her. She sucked and swallowed. His sperm tasted bitter. She wanted to spit it out. Yet she had been trained to fasten her lips tightly on the head of the male penis shaft when it was exploding.

Casting her personal feelings aside, her lips bore down on the cock as she sucked hard. "Suck my cock,' he grunted. "Suck my cock off." It was amazing how aroused and stimulated she could become. It was equally amazing to the guard that she was giving such good blow jobs. He took pride in what he was doing. And he was very proud now. When she had finished that man, an other was ready. She saw his rigid, black cock sticking through the hole.

She didn't feel she could bring herself to place her mouth on his male member. The guard came over to her and growled. "Why aren t you sucking him?" he demanded angrily, glaring at her angrily all the while.

Susan reached up, gripping the thick penis. She brought its meaty head to her mouth and slowly started sucking. "Suck it," the guard demanded. "Suck it. Suck it good."

Susan sucked smoothly. This pressure applied in this erotic manner stimulated him. "Now you're doing it," he told her. "Suck. Suck it." She continued thrilling and exciting him. He liked having his passions ignited in this manner. "Eat it," he told her. "Suck. Suck it off. Suck." With insistent penis stabs he continued gliding into her. She wondered how much longer she could take this. "Eat it," he ordered. "Suck it off. Now, baby, now, suck it."

Susan sucked the thick cum load. It tasted dreadful. But she knew she couldn't spit it out. She swallowed it.

When the black penis had been pulled away from the hole in the wall, another American replaced it. "I'll fuck your face," the American exclaimed as naked he stood before the wall, letting his rigid penis plunge through. Instantly

Susan slipped her mouth over his shaft. She sucked hard. She was learning that the quicker she sucked and got the guys to shoot her their loads, the hastier it would be over.

And actually, sperm could be tasty. Maybe this man's cum load would be sweet. That was her favorite kind to eat. The guard grinned as he looked at the prisoner. He began lashing his bare behind with his whip. That always added to his pleasure. It gave a certain tingle to his balls. Reaching for his cock now, he began jacking off while he whipped the prisoner's bare behind. The prisoner caught on to what he was expected to do. Flexing his ass muscles now, he fucked furiously. His big, long cock slid through the hole in the wall.

Susan felt it gliding down her throat. All at once she was ready to choke. "Ohhh," the guard groaned, "ohhh, suck off. Suck it off."

Spasms of sperm bolted down her throat as she gulped. The guard grinned as he looked at her. He gave her a couple of lashes just to keep her in line as the prisoners exited.

"We have another little entertainment planned," he told her, "and you will like it. It's just a little sex game.

When they were alone and she looked up at the guard, she asked him nervously, "Can't we stop all this?"

Furiously the guard told her that she still hadn't learned discipline. "Lick my feet," he ordered. "Crawl over here and lick them."

The naked blonde girl crawled over to the black prison guard. She let her tongue slip along his feet. It hurt her pride and ego. Yet she knew that she must do what he told her to. Her tongue swung back and forth across his bare feet. It ignited her passionate pleasure.

"Lick between my toes," he demanded as he held one foot up.

Susan clasped his foot as if it were a lifesaver. She licked between his toes, hoping that her adulation and tongue licking could produce some sympathy for her. But how wrong she was. She finished licking one foot and he quickly ordered that she lick the other. Then he laughed as he told her what he planned next on the sexual schedule for Saturday night.

"You have such a cute ass," he told her. "It ought to be appreciated. I'm gonna have the prisoners suck on your asshole and then fuck it. Doesn't that sound interesting, Susan?"

Susan shuddered in revulsion as she nodded. But she couldn't look up at him. She was fearful that her gaze would indicate her rage.

"Look at me," he demanded. "Look up at me."

Finally she did look up at him. With her lower lip trembling, and her eyes trying to conceal her anger, she nodded. "Anything you say. I want to please you."

CHAPTER TWELVE

A few moments later the other guard ushered in more prisoners. The nude guard who stood there with only his holster and gun at his side demanded them to undress.

"Take off all of your clothes," he told them emphatically. "I want you to sodomize this girl's asshole."

The men looked at Susan as she crouched on the floor. She felt one give her a look of sympathy. How she wished he could overpower the guards. But with both guards equipped with high powered guns, she knew this would be out of the question. Yet hope was forever rising in her heart.

The first man who had finished pulling off his shorts revealed he was horny for her. His cock indicated it was hard and ready to fuck. The guard tossed him some oil.

"Use this coconut oil on your cock," he told him. "It will make it slide easy when you sodomize her asshole."

The man did as he was instructed. Susan glanced up as she watched the guard's cock stiffen when he watched the other man applying the coconut oil to his penis. It was obvious to her that he was obtaining perverse thrills from what he was doing. At last the man was ready. "Now, Susan," the guard instructed, "on your hands and knees. Start crawling. He'll get on the floor and follow you. Before he can sodomize you, however, he must suck your asshole. After that, each man must suck your asshole."

Now every man wanted to be first. The guard only laughed as he shook his head. "You didn't strip quick enough," he chuckled. "Now let's see this first fuck take place. It should be interesting."

Susan got on her hands and knees. The guard bent over and pulling his gun from its holster, slipped the tip of it in her asshole. "Wiggle your butt for my gun," he told her.

Susan swung her hips around. She was afraid now. She didn't know that her ass wouldn't be blasted to bits at any moment. She wouldn't put it past this crazy guard to try anything. It was obvious he was warped and sick. "Now grind your hips, honey," he told her, "and grind them good."

Susan's ass swung around.

"That's how," he told her. "Swing your ass."

Finally he pulled the pistol out and let the prisoner get on the floor and follow her. As soon as the prisoner overtook her she bent over to make her ass easily available. The prisoner got his face down between her bare ass cheeks. He fingered her pussy while he tongue fucked her asshole. Susan had to confess to herself thatthis was indeed pleasurable.

"Do you like it, Susan?" the guard grinned.

Susan nodded slowly. Now the prisoner pulled his tongue from her asshole and his finger from her pussy. He was eager to guide his slick, rigid cock into her asshole. Clasping her bare bottom he prepared for the invasion of her rectum. It wouldn't be much longer now before his cock stabbed in her asshole. "Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck."

Gripping her hips he lunged forward. His slick cock stabbed right up her rectum. She loved it. "Fuck it," he grunted. "Fuck."

As he rutted into Susan's asshole, the black Ugandan guard felt he would give him some assistance. "Fuck her fast," he demanded. Gripping his whip he brought it down with a stinging lash over her ass cheeks.

"Now you're fucking," he told him emphatically. "Fuck. Fuck fast." Determined he was going to give her a wild fuck, he rammed furiously. "Fuck it," he grunted as he rutted in her asshole, "Fuck, fuck it." With determination and drive he fucked furiously. "That's the way to do it," he panted as he pumped it to her. "Fuck it." Bending over, he reached for her bosoms. He wanted to feel of her full, ripe breasts. He liked to pinch her nipples as he furiouslyyounded up her asshole. Twist," the guard told Susan, "twist your ass around. Make his cock cum quick."

Susan was determined that she was going to get him off as fast as she knew how. For then the terrible pain of his penetrating penis ramming without mercy up her rectum could end. With her ass grinding and her hips twisting, she brought him to a sticky, white climax. His hot sperm load shot up her asshole.

"That's the way," the guard groaned as he felt his own balls tingling and his cock getting harder.

Withdrawing his penis from her cumslick asshole he waited for the other prisoner to get in there. Snapping the whip across the next prisoner's bare bottom, the black guard demanded, "On your knees and suck her sticky asshole."

Her asshole was loaded with the other man's cum. Getting down behind her and licking her cumfilled ass was not an easy thing to do. However, the bite of the whip brought him to a glaring reality. Gripping her hips he let his face get down between her ass cheeks. He started tongue fucking her in earnest. It felt good to her. Even if it was degrading and disgusting, she had to admit she could find some pleasure in this act.

When he had finished tongue fucking her asshole, the black guard allowed him entrance to her ass. Susan bent over now and he gripped her blonde, round buttocks. Slipping his cock between her ass cheeks he slowly shoved forward. Because her ass muscles had been loosened with so many cocks sliding into her tight anus, it was not difficult to obtain entrance. With a wild and savage jab he rammed it right up her asshole.

"Fuck it," he commanded, "fuck it." He enjoyed riding in vigorously. He wanted to feel his slick cock exploding. It had been a long time since he'd gotten his rocks off.

Susan was willing and twisting and grinding and begging for it. "Screw me," she moaned. Pretending she wanted it, she felt would fire the fucker to do it quicker. It worked. He got all revved up. His balls banged against her bottom as his cock stabbed up her asshole.

"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck. Come on, baby, fuck. Fuck it off." Driving deeper up her asshole, it wouldn't be long now before he got it off. "Beautiful," he told her. "Ohhh, baby, now you're screwing. Fuck it. Fuck it." Susan kept her tail twisting. She was delighted to be able to give him this kind of pleasure. "Yes, yes," he cried earnestly, "twist your ass around."

Susan swung her hips around.

"Ohhh," he groaned, "fuck it off."

His hot penis exploded in her ass. He shoved it a few more times and then pulled out so the other man could get his kicks.

The next prisoner followed. He got on the floor and chased her around. Finally overtaking her he pulled her beautiful, curving ass cheeks to his mouth. "Tastes like sugar," the guard grinned as he brought the whip lash down over his back. The prisoner let out a moan of pain. But he went on sucking and licking at her tight anal area. "Better fuck her now," the guard told him frankly.

He positioned himself and then pistoned his penis right into her asshole. He was a speedy fucker. Driving it in deeply he kept it up until he was almost ready to juice. But it felt so good he hated to cum off. He wanted to hang onto the brink of climax an erotic second longer. "Hurry it up," the guard told him, "we haven't got all night. Fuck her. Fuck her ass good." Clasping her bare ass cheeks he ruthlessly penetrated her rectum, driving deeper than any man had ever gotten into her asshole before.

Susan let out a moan of frightful pain. This pleased the guard enor mously. "Now you're really fucking her," he exclaimed excitedly.

The prisoner understood the kind of sex that the guard wanted. He demanded that he be ruthless, heartless and wild. Savagely his slick cock plunged up her asshole. Susan twisted around. She wanted to get him there as fast as she knew how. "Fuck it off," he told her. "Fuck it. Fuck it off!"

All at once his big cock shot its wad. "Ohhh," he grunted, "twist it. Milk me."

Susan's tight, twisting asshole milked his cock off for him. "Now it was the last prisoner's turn. Reluctantly he got to his feet. Observing he wasn't being very quick about it, the black guard thought he should be disciplined. He brought his whip down over his bare ass. "Do it quicker," he ordered. Immediately the last prisoner put his face between her ass cheeks and sucked her cumfilled asshole. "Finger fuck her pussy while your tongue fucking her asshole," the guard smiled sadistically. Glancing out of the corner of her eye, Susan could see just how aroused he was becoming. "Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck it."

She observed his lusty action. It was disgusting and degrading. But she couldn't stop him. For the guard was pumping on his cock with his hand. He apparently was trying to obtain all of the pleasure that he could.

At the same time the last prisoner had finished licking her ass and was guiding his penis into her rectum. The guard felt that he wasn't doing it anywhere near swift enough. He called to the other guard to get a whip so they both could whip him. Susan really found out what a fast ass fuck was like now. For the prisoner was forced to ram it ruthlessly into her asshole without stopping. He couldn't get his rocks off as he was doing it too swiftly. Fear went through his being. His penis started to shrink. The guards noticed this. "What happened to your cock?" the first guard demanded. As the man eased his cock from her asshole, he had to reveal it was limp. "Now," he groaned, "you can do it better." Suddenly he rammed it in with fitful force. "Fuck it," he told her, "fuck." Gripping her ass cheeks he rammed it in hard now. He managed to get it stiff again. "Now you're fucking," he told her "Just like that. Fuck it. Fuck it." The delicious excitement that he was experiencing had him ramming it in with savage force. "Fuck," he grunted, "fuck it." The penetrating penis jabs had him all aroused. "Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "fuck. Fuck." With determination and zest he went on ramming. "Ohhh," he gasped, "now you're doing it. Fuck. Fuck it." It was obvious the guard was getting a big charge out of this wild and wanton sexual conduct. But it made him nervous in a way. For he wanted to get in there, too.

When the prisoner finally got his rocks off, the guard got down there. Hastily the guard thrust his cock into her ass. It was slick all right. He enjoyed penetrating her rectum in this way.

"Another prisoner can come over here and eat her pussy while I fuck her ass," he suggested.

The second prisoner volunteered. He went over and got underneath Susan. He gripped her hips as he brought his tongue even with her vagina. "Fuck it," he commanded, "fuck. That's how. Now you're fucking. That's the way I want it, fuck it."

He rammed it in with force and rage. And at the same time he could feel the gentle tongue lappings at her box. It ignited and stimulated her passions to haye all of this action going on at one time. Susan knew he enjoyed it, too. Her hips swung from side to side. She wanted to keep him totally turned on. "Ohhh," the guard gasped, "fuck. Fuck

His thick black cock slammed into the hilt. He liked to pull it way out and shove it way back. Bending over now he watched the prisoner's pink tongue slipping into her pussy. He figured it might be more fun if they had a fucking match. "Why don't you stick your prick in her pussy?" he suggested. "Then we can see who can get off first." Saying that now, he prepared for the action. He could hardly wait for her to arouse and stimulate him. "Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck." He was eager to get the action going full speed. She swung her hips fitfully from side to side. "Now you're fucking," he told her. "Fuck it. Fuck." With deliberate hard strokes he rammed it in. At the same instant he was excited to watch the prisoner stabbing it into her pussy. They could feel each other's cocks through the thin sheath of flesh that divided her pussy from her asshole. It pleased the guard to see how the prisoner was cooperating. He picked up his rhythm.

Soon Susan joined them. Now their three bodies were screwing in unison. Susan was gripping with her ass muscles, and pulling with her pussy muscles. She liked having two cocks in her. It felt fantastic.

"Fuck me," she urged them on, "fuck me. I want it up my ass. I want it in my pussy." This was the point the guard had been working for all along. He knew that at a certain point in his brainwashing he would get her to the point where she would ask for it. She had arrived.

"You're a good girl, Susan," he gasped as he squeezed her ass cheeks and roughly rammed. She could hardly stand it. Her ass twisted from side to side. "Fuck it," he gasped. "Fuck. Now you're doing it. Fuck. Fuck it!" With insistent hard penis stabs he went on ramming with forceful passion. "Now,y,ou're fucking," he told her. "Fuck. Fuck it. This was the kind of erotic action and frenzy that kept them all going. They were fucking industriously now. "Ohhh," the guard grunted as he rutted his rigid, black member into her ass as far as it would go. He reached for her breasts and squeezed the nipples until they bled. He wasn't stopping until he got his gun off. But he could tell from the way the prisoner was screwing her pussy he was determined to get off first. It bothered him. The prisoner was speeding up his cock assaults on her vagina.

It pleased Susan that she was the center of so much attention. She liked having all eyes focused on her. The naked prisoners and the other guard surrounded them.

They were watching. She glanced up and could see their penises lengthening and hardening as they observed the action. Aw parently she was igniting them all.

"Fuck me," she begged eagerly. "Fuck me. Let me feel it. Up my ass. Shove it in my pussy." The prisoner plunged it into her pussy. The guard savagely attacked her asshole. She felt as if the black penis would act as a spear and tear her ass flesh apart. But she didn't care if she bled. All she knew now was that she needed it. Every fucking inch.

"Screw me," she begged him anxiously, "screw me." She was obviously frantic to be fucked. How she loved it. As the two men rammed in her, she felt herself ready to cum. "Ohhh," she grunted, "fuck. Fuck off."

She was juicing when the prisoner exploded in her pussy. And a second later she came again when the black, horny guard got his rocks off in her asshole.

When the prisoner pulled from her pussy, the guard demanded a man get down there and eat her box while he continued letting his cock slip back and forth in her cumslick rectum. The prisoner who wanted to eat her box volunteered. He got underneath her and tongue fucked her pussy. She licked the other man's cum. It was mingling with her own love juices.

But it didn't bother him. They were all sexcrazed animals now They were living for lust and depravity. Susan swung her hips from side to side. The guard was obviously trying to get it off again. It wasn't easy as he had just shot her a burning load of his ball juice. But he was determined. He socked it up her asshole without stopping. He was sweating as he pumped. He was panting and furiously, frantically fucking her ass. She could tell from his trembling, driving jabs that he was going to make it soon. She was waiting for that erotic moment when he would explode. "I'm cuming," he finally grunted, "I'm cuming. Fuck it off. Fuck. Fuck it." Frantically he finished fucking her.

She thought she would go out of her mind as she came, too. The man who was sucking her box got another load ofjuicy cum. He licked quickly, loving every erotic moment of it. The second guard felt left out. So when the first guard slid his cock from her asshole, he replaced him. He gripped her hips and rode into her. He still had his clothes on. All he had to do was unzip his fly and pull out his cock which had a hardon. It didn't take him long to come on strong. Quickly sliding his cock into her lubricated asshole, he began rhythmically fucking her. "You've got a beautiful tight ass," he told her. "Just keep fucking."

Susan swung her hips from side to side as the sexcrazed guard attacked her ass hole. She had become target practice for their sex organs. It was debasing, disgusting but pleasurable. Susan swung her ass from side to side, hoping to bring him off quickly. Then squeezing his cock within her ass muscles, she finally got him to unload. As his hot juicy cock tip flooded her rectum, she groaned in passionate frenzy.

"Keep fucking me," she begged eagerly. "Never stop screwing me. I want it. I can't get enough. Fuck me. Fuck me." The crazed guard went on attacking her asshole. His cock shot some more juice into her. Finally he withdrew his sticky penis.

His cum dripped on the floor and the first guard made her lick it up. She quickly licked up the juice. Then she collapsed in a heap. She didn't know another thing until she came to in her cell the following day.

As rays of sunlight filtered through a small window at the side of her cell, she recognized another day was dawning. She was naked, with her clothes flung carelessly about her.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Hope burned brightly within Susan's heart when a guard tossed a letter into her cell. It was from her mother. She was certain that her mother would come to her rescue. Opening it she began reading with expectant hope. "Dear Susan," the letter began, "you know how sorry I am to read about your predicament. I'm helpless to do anything. Your father was furious when I sent you money when you were in London. Now he says that you are in jail and you can rot as far as he's concerned. I don't dare cross him. You know what a beast he can be. I think of you often. The ladies at the bridge club on Wednesdays asked about you. Dear, if there is something I can send you that you need, let me know. I have a new line of makeup that I have discovered. Maybe you would like me to send,,you some samples.

Take care.

Love, mom.

Susan crumpled up the letter and tossed it aside. It was just like her mother to be so thoughtless and careless. No wonder she had always hated her. She had every reason to. For it was obvious she didn't give a damn about her. It troubled and annoyed Susan that she couldn't bring herself to give up. If she could, it would be so easy. Maybe if she was in the top jail official's office she could pull a sword or knife off the wall and end it all. She could plunge it in her belly and watch the blood flow. It would be a red river of joy as far as she was concerned. For her life had been one long hell.

She wasn't going to be given this opportunity, however. For the prison guard had other things in mind. It seemed there was a young army captain who wanted to meet her.

"Susan," the guard looked at her with a delighted smile, "we have a young captain who'd like to have you over to his house tonight for his pleasure." "Ohhh," she said nervously scratching the side of her face.

"Don't you appreciate getting out of jail for a few hours?" he demanded.

"Yes, of course I appreciate that," she said, putting her hands to her bosoms as she attempted to cover them. Observing her modesty made the guard angry. "Take your hand off your tits," he told her. "There's nothing wrong with sitting here naked."

It disturbed Susan to see how ruthless and hard he could be. Yet she dared not say anything. She was being tortured to the point of despair.

That night she was allowed to bathe and dress and was taken in a car to the captain's apartment. From the moment she entered the apartment she felt as though she might have a better opportunity to be free. For the lightskinned Negro captain looked at her with appreciation. "You are a very beautiful girl, Susan," he told her, "and I imagine many men admire you."

She nodded and smiled at him. "I appreciate women," he told her. "Especially their beauty spots." He forced her to take off everything. And then he had her lie down on his bed. He was naked now as he attached small rubber nodules to her nipples. "I want you to fuck this dildo," he explained, "while the electric shock goes through your tits."

She was frightened as she lay there. When he turned on the rubber nipples that he had attached to her bosoms, she was fearful.

"Don't do that," she begged him. "Please, don't do that."

Handing her a dildo he forced her to fuck herself while the electrical charges seared through her breasts.

She could keep her tail twisting now as her whole body convulsed. He got down there and clasped her ass cheeks and tongue fucked her asshole. To her surprise, it did feel good. It may have been an evil, awful thing to do, but she enjoyed it. She liked having his pink tongue slipping up her asshole while she fucked herself with the dildo. The dildo, he'd explained, was a plastic copy of his own cock. It sure was big. She wondered what it would be like to have his black penis in her mouth. She assumed it would be a pleasurable experience.

"Keep your ass twisting," he told her. "I like to tongue fuck it. Then I'm gonna fuck your asshole."

This got her infuriated. She wanted to suck him off. She wanted to eat his cum load. It made her angry to think that she would have to stoop to anything this awful. However, as he finished slipping his tongue from her asshole he positioned himself so he could slide his cock right in her rectum. He knelt underneath her, holding her buttocks up so he could fuck her furiously."

"Fuck," he grunted, fuck it. Come on, baby, swing your ass around." Reaching over to where he could turn the electricity on, he made it a point to feed electrical shocks through her tits. This forced her to grind her hips. "Now you're fucking," he told her, "and you're fucking good."

She kept her ass grinding around. She could hardly stand it now. "Stop it, damn it," she protested. "Stop it, you're killing me."

Even though he was doing her dirt, she had to accept it. How much more of this pain and torture she could stand she didn't know. But for now all she could do was beg for him to quit. But her pleas were heard in vain. For he was eager to do whatever he wanted to. His rigid, long, black penis slid up her ass. She twisted around. She had thought it was terrible in prison. But they had never done anything quite this awful. "Now, baby," he told her, "just keep your tail twisting. I'm almost there." With a grunt and a rutting motion, he lunged in. Suddenly his cock exploded in her rectum. "Ohhh, wheeee!" he gasped as the erotic waves swept over his body.

Gingerly she pulled the dildo from her pussy. She hoped that it all would be over now. But how wrong she was.

"I would like to see you use a broom in your pussy," he told her. He handed her a broom and watched her fuck herself with the broom handle. When that was finished, he had one more thing in mind. He called his big dog over.

"Go over there and fuck her," he commanded. The German Shepherd dog got on the bed. The black captain positioned her. Now she was prepared. The dog found her pussy pleasurable. Wagging his tail as he furiously fucked her, he finally got his load off.

Once that was over, she thought he would let her go. But little did she know how much he expected. "I would like to take some pictures of you, Susan," he told her. Going into the other room he returned with a small cage in his hand. "I would like to see a snake crawling up your leg," he told her, "and I want to watch the snake eat your pussy."

Susan let out a scream as he let the slippery snake slither up her inner thigh. "Damn you!" she exclaimed in horror.

The captain laughed. "I'd better tie you down, Susan. I don't want you to frighten my friendly little snake friend."

Susan was furious now. She watched as he tied her to the foot and head of the bed. She was spreadeagled as he tossed the snake between her breasts. Then he tossed some meat over her crotch.

"Relax," he told her. "You don't have anything to worry about. As long as he can find something to eat, he won't bother you."

Susan knew that he was lying. It made her furious to have him talking like that. Nevertheless, she was helpless. She let the snake slither to her crotch. The snake's slimy tongue licked at the tiny morsel of meat. She marvelled at the way the snake could devour all of it.

"You see that," the captain grinned as he photographed it.

Once the snake had finished giving her a fuck, she thought she was through. But she wasn't. For the captain had another idea.

"Come in here, cadets," he called out to two young men who were under him. The naked, black, young army men joined him.

"One of you fuck her ass and the other of you fuck her face. She's hungry." They untied her. They rolled over. Susan stretched out. One man got behind her. He coated his cock with coconut oil. He slipped his penis between her fleshy ass cheeks. Stabbing it right up her tight, twisting asshole, he fucked her savagely. "Keep your ass moving," he demanded.

The other young soldier knelt in front of her face. He gripped her head as he forced his hard cock down her throat. She experienced some pleasure in this. It was amazing to her that she could enjoy it. The captain took the dildo and slipped it smoothly in and out of her pussy. He seemed fascinated by watching her pussy closeup. He liked to see her curling pussy hair. He enjoyed watching the way her pussy seemed to grip the driving dildo. More than that, he enjoyed seeing the man stabbing it into her asshole. He was a voyeur, a man who liked watching. And he delighted in having his young, virile serviceman fuck in front of him. "Beautiful," he smiled as he watched the other two men fucking her.

The man who was feeding her face closed his eyes and threw his head from side to side. His body convulsed in spasms of erotic pleasure. "Fuck," he told his buddy, "fuck it."

Once they had all used her body, they left her alone. A guard came in and crudely told her to dress.

Susan dressed. She was taken back to her cell. It seemed as though the hell would never end. She wished she could figure out a way to escape. But it wouldn't be easy. For she was constantly being watched. It was impossible to use her body to tantalize or tease a black guard.

For they all would take her when they wanted her.

A week later the captain had her come back to his apartment. "I want to coat my body with whipped cream," he told her, "and watch you lick it off." He lay on his stomach.

Susan applied the whipped cream to his entire body. And then she began licking and sucking. She licked his back and she licked his legs and then she got to his asshole. "Eat my ass out," the black captain demanded. Arching his ass up to make it easy for her to slip her tongue inside, she licked hungrily.

She fingered his balls, stimulating and arousing him. The excitement that he felt as she ate his ass out was increased when he flipped over. He had her apply the whipped cream to his body once more. Then she licked his chest, his legs and his thighs. But he was waiting for the moment when she would lick his balls and his cock. Susan sucked each ball and then sucked them both into her mouth. He enjoyed that. But finally he wanted to guide his cock into her mouth and see her suck him. Gripping her head he plunged his rigid penis into her mouth and made her lick and suck noisily.

At the same time he insisted she finger fuck his asshole. Finally he told her that he wanted her to use the dildo in his rectum instead of her finger. The dildo was well oiled and glided into his hot, tight asshole, providing a sensuous feeling for his prostate gland. Now he was really pumping it to her. The captain enjoyed these bizarre sex customs. As the dildo swung up his asshole and he rammed his cock roughly down her throat, he finally splashed his hot sperm.

She sucked hungrily, greedily, and satisfyingly. Susan thought he would now let her off. But he wouldn't. He had another idea in mind.

"I want my two young officers to fire at you," he told her. "I want to see if they are any good. I don't want them to hit you."

He told her where he wanted her to stand. She held her arms up. The two naked army men came in. "You each will get to shoot at her ten times," the captain told them, "and you must miss every time. Of course, if you don't, I will punish you." Susan shuddered as she thought about what might happen to her.

"What if they hit me?" she demanded.

The captain laughed. "That will be too bad," he grinned. As she stood there quivering while the first black man stood the length of the room to shoot at her, she felt her heart racing. He began shooting. Fortunately he was a crack shot and never once did a bullet even nick her.

The next man decided it was his turn on the firing range. She looked at him and observed he was trembling. "What's wrong?" the captain chided him. "I'm afraid I might shoot her," he explained, "and I want to fuck her first." The captain shook his head. "No way," he told him. "You've got to fire those shots to prove you're worthy to fuck her." Now he aimed carefully. Fortunately, he missed every time.

"Now you can have her and do what you want with her," the captain suggested. The first man told her what he expected. "I want to fuck you standing up," he told Susan.

Susan came over to him. Wrapping one leg around his waist sensuously she let him guide his cock into her womanhood. Then she raised her other leg and let him pump it to her. "Fuck," he told her, "fuck it. Fuck it!"

The beautiful girl wiggled her ass as the black man clasped her buttocks while she held him tightly within her grasp. He fucked until he had unloaded.

The next man wanted to screw her on the floor. He told her to lie on her back. Susan did as she was told. He got down there and straddled her. "Throw your legs over my shoulders while I shove it into you," he told her.

She had to be an acrobat to get into this position. But she could see why he liked it. It allowed his penis total penetration of her pussy. With a deep and hard, driving motion he madly jabbed it in and furiously fucked her. "Fuck it,' he grunted as he fucked her hard. "Fuck, fuck it!" He was driving in at a swift tempo now, giving her every charge he knew how. It was pleasurable in spite of being painful. His hands gripped her breasts as he fucked her savagely.

All of a sudden he was cuming. His hot juices splashed in her pussy. When the two men had finished screwing her, the captain released her to the guard who took her back to her cell.

Susan had managed to do one thing when she was at the apartment. She had stolen a knife. And it was with that knife she vowed she would end her life. When everyone was gone she suddenly plunged the knife savagely through her heart. She let out a blood-curdling scream as her life blood gushed from her body. The guards were so angry to have to clean up the mess, they didn't help her at all. "She would have to do that," a guard shook his head. "Worthless crap. And now I have to clean it up."

The End