Unknown - Framed and chained

"Take my cock and put it in," he growled.

Meghan reached for it and gripped it like she had the rubber cock. It was much different to the touch, softer and warmer, and she pressed it against her moist snatch opening with only a little disgust.

He thrust into her and she gasped in surprise. There was some pain, but only a little, as his cock slid to the hilt in her soft, hot belly. He began to fuck her almost at once, steadily churning his cock back and forth inside her as she lay back unmoving.

She wondered if poor Amy was being to like this. Had that awful woman really raped her with her nightstick, even as Meghan herself was raped by the sheriff and his nightstick! Had the sheriff raped and sodomized her!

"What are you, asleep!" he growled. "Get back to work."

She wondered for a brief instant what he meant, then realized he wanted her to go back to acting like she was enjoying things. Well, she supposed that was something she was likely expected to do if the warden was telling the truth about making her a prostitute.

She started humping back as best she could, and groaning in pleasure. She rolled he head and made her eyes dull slits, but she couldn't bring herself to reach up and put her arms around the man who was cruelly raping her.

His hips were pummeling her backside something fierce now as he rodded his big cock down into her slit tunnel. He grunted louder than she did as his cock pounded into her and the bed creaked beneath them. His eyes were excited, his lips drawn back in a snarl, and his muscles bulged along his arms as he held himself aloft on them and swung his hips up and down in a furious, rutting stroke.

He slowed down then and eased back onto his heels, drawing the long length of cock out of her slit.

"Get on all fours, slut," he ordered.

Meghan looked at him for a moment, then rolled over and eased onto her hands and knees.

"Spread your legs more, and raise your ass up," he ordered.

She obeyed, feeling a new flush of embarrassment.

"Now let me see you wag that tail. Shake it and hump it back at me, slut."

She swung her ass from side to side, and then pushed it back in a halfhearted way. He slapped her ass and she yelped in pain, humping back much more vigorously, her ass cheeks stinging from the blow.

"Now beg for it," he sneered. "Beg for my cock."

Meghan didn't know how to beg. She'd never had to beg for anything. She was so surprised by the request that she stopped moving. His hand cracked down on her ass again and she hurriedly began humping again.

"I said beg," he snapped.

"Please fuck me," she gasped. "Please fuck me."

"Again. More."

"Please fuck me. Please give me your cock."

"Sir, call me Sir."

"Please fuck me Sir. I need your cock, Sir!"

"You want it up your twat, bitch!"

"Yes, Sir. Please fuck my twat!"

"I want you to reach back between your legs and peel your cunt open," he said. "Just pull it wide apart for me. Show me pink."

Face red, Meghan eased down onto her shoulders and put her hands back through her thighs. She pressed her fingers against her pussy lips and pulled them open.

"Wider. I want it wide enough to shove a fuckin' log through!" he barked.

She gulped in fear, then slowly pressed her fingers back, easing her cunt opening wider and wider, until it strained, then stung, then began to really hurt from the stretching.

She was actually glad to feel his cock sliding in, brushing the backs of her fingers. She eased her fingers out as his cock pushed deep, then pushed herself back up on her hands as he gripped her flanks and began to ride her.

He slammed his hips into her ass with unrestrained force, pounding his cock into her slit with total abandon, making her tremble and jerk and shake back and forth. Her tits wobbled and swung below her and she had to constantly shove her hands out to keep from being thrown onto her face.

Suddenly he gasped and stopped, drawing his prick out again and holding it in his hand for a moment. He sat back on his heels and stared up at the roof, then shook his head and glared at her.

"Okay, whore, get on your side and lift your leg up."

Meghan, of course, obeyed, though she was very confused about what he was doing. She laid on her side and lifted her upper leg, her left, as high as it would go. That wasn't high enough for him, of course and he seized it and shoved it up much higher, making her cry out in pain as the tendon in her thigh, still sore from the way the warden had split her open the other night, was strained again.

He straddled her lower leg as he eased in against her crotch, holding her upper leg up as he pressed his cock against her slit and then drove it into her. He fucked her steadily, able to hold her leg aloft by pressing his chest against it, freeing his hands to squeeze her ass and breasts.

But again he halted and pulled back. He lay back down and ordered her to get on top of him.

She straddled his hips, by now rather casual about touching him, and about sex, even in front of Robin, who continued to watch. She gripped his hard cock and pointed it up at her snatch, then sank down onto it.

He gripped her breasts and squeezed them as she rode up and down on his cock. It didn't take her long to get into a rhythm, and bounce steadily with little effort.

The man… she still didn't know his name… squeezed her tits hard enough to hurt, but she didn't protest. Then he pulled her down against him, mashing his lips against hers, pulling at her hair, and then gripping her ass cheeks and jamming her up and down on his cock with harder, faster movements.

"That's it, slut. Ride that cock. Ride it, whore," he gasped.

Meghan resented his words. After all, she had been a virgin just yesterday, and aside from him had had sex with only three men, all of whom had violently raped her. She thought it was unfair, and mean of him to be calling her those names.

He gripped her hair and twisted her head hard to one side, then slapped her face. She cried out in shock as he jerked her face down against his.

"Stop fuckin' daydreaming, bitch," he snarled.

"You're supposed to be acting like a good little whore. Let me hear you moaning and groaning."

"I… I'm sorry," she gasped.

"You sure as shit are, slut!"

She started humping up and down again, grunting and sighing in pleasure as she rode his cock, gasping and moaning as it drove high into her belly, rolling her head and letting it jerk back behind her as her eyes rolled back in her head.

Finally he came inside her, spurting his man milk into her belly. She bounced a few more times then he heaved her off and sat up.

"You, bitch, get me hard again," he said, looking at Robin. "You watch how," he said to Meghan. He gripped her by the hair and dragged her around and right off the bed. She tumbled to the floor next to where Robin had just dropped to her knees, then was pulled around so she was on her own knees right next to the blonde.

Robin was in between the man's legs. She gripped his cock and stroked it with her fingers, then slid her tongue up and down the underside. She slid the head between her lips and sucked the whole thing in to the balls, munching on it with her cheeks, massaging it inside her mouth, working it over with her tongue as she sucked.

She slid her lips back up, keeping them tight so his cock would stretch out as it came out, she slid her hands under his balls and massaged them, then licked at his cock again, sliding her tongue down the shaft to the balls. She slid her lips around his right testicle then sucked it into her mouth and licked at it, rolling it around inside her oral cavity.

She rubbed his cockhead with her thumb as she sucked on his ball, then pulled back and smiled at Meghan, giving her an encouraging look. Meghan felt more than a little disgusted at the idea of taking the thing into her mouth. Oddly, this was almost as much because of all Robin's spit on it as the fact that it was a cock.