Brad Harris - Caged virgin

She looked across the room where Rocky was sitting on the edge of the bunk. The tall deputy was eyeing her, his tongue moving over his lips. The son of a bitch was getting ready to take his turn with her ass, she realized. No! She had been able to take Gene's short, stubby cock. That long snake of Rocky's, though, was something else again. She trembled at the prospect.

Behind him the frail body of Marlene lay limp against the wall. The raven-haired girl lay still and lifeless. For a moment Lynda feared he had killed the girl. She felt relieved to see the tiny shudders that wracked Marlene's body. The girl was weeping, crying from the terrible punishment she had been given.

Rocky's eyes met those of the brunette. He grinned across the room at her and began to get up. Lynda felt her heart shudder at the sight. He was coming after her. Damn him! He was going to do the same to her as he had done to Marlene. She huddled back against the wall, trying to find the strength to fight him. She couldn't allow it – she couldn't take another fuck. She sure the hell couldn't take another ass-fuck, not by that monster Rocky carried between his legs.

"No!" she gasped. "No!"

"What's the matter, Baby?" he asked, standing in front of her. "Don't you want to give me the same good time you gave Gene?"

His lips curled cruelly at the corners. His eyes narrowed as he drew a deep breath. He slapped Gene across the ass sharply and pointed to the other bunk.

"Take your nap over there," he ordered. "I need this bed to try out this piece of ass."

The fat deputy scrambled up and staggered across the room. He fell heavily down beside Marlene, propping himself on an elbow to watch what his partner had planned for Lynda. A stupid smile covered his face. He started to speak, then decided against it. He just sat there, grinning and watching in anticipation.

"All right, Baby!" the tall deputy grinned. "You want it easy or rough? I can give it to you either way."

"Not tonight you won't!"

They all turned at the sound of the voice that came from the door of the cell. Lynda gasped when she saw the woman. This was the biggest female she could ever remember seeing. The woman was immense, her tits probably sixty inches around. She stood well over six feet and looked like she was tough enough to take on any man around. She glared into the cell, her eyes blazing with fury.

"Get the hell out of here!" she yelled at the two deputies. "If you two are still in here in ten seconds, you'll be here as inmates. You won't be deputies any more!"

"Take it easy," Rocky spoke in a soothing voice. "We were just leaving. All we did was have a little fun with these two hookers."

"Well play time is over!" the woman told them. "Now, get out."

Rocky and Gene both grabbed for their clothes. They scrambled into them, then looked over at Lynda. The tall deputy stepped toward her for a minute. His eyes looked again over her naked body. Another smile crossed his face.

"I'll be back," he assured her. "I'll be back to finish what I started. Don't go away."

He laughed at his joke and joined Gene at the cell door. They stepped past the huge woman and turned up the hall. As her rescuer stepped into the cell, the light from the single bulb illuminated her hair. It was the brightest red hair Lynda had ever seen. She was about to thank the woman when she recalled Marlene's warning. Big Red! This was the dyke matron. She didn't thank her. She sat back on the bunk and looked up sullenly.

"You're the new girl, huh?" Big Red observed. "All right. Both of you come on. After those two bastards you need a shower to get all that dried cum out of you. We'll clean you up before Liz brings you some supper. Yeah, get you clean and fed, then you'll feel more in the mood for a party."

She stood there, looking over the brunette's body. She stood in front of them, waiting for them to get up and drag themselves with her to the small shower.

Liz was every bit as tall as Big Red. The blonde was thin, though. Lynda looked at her as she led them along the narrow hallway. She was in her forties, still pretty in a sharp-featured way. Having showered and eaten the supper brought to them, the two girls felt better. Marlene had gradually recovered from the brutal rape the two men subjected her to.

"You amaze me!" she told Lynda, her eyes large and expressive. "I'm used to fucking. You're a nice girl, though. At least you were a nice girl until they drug you in here. Yet you take all the fucking they can dish out. Damn, you're prettier than ever."

Marlene shook her head in wonder, then frowned. Her joviality left her quickly and she ate the remainder of her supper in silence. Lynda watched her, sensing a definite apprehension within the girl. She started to ask her about it but had delayed bringing up an unpleasant subject. There had been unpleasantness already. The brunette wanted to enjoy whatever moments of peace and tranquility might be allowed her.

"All right!" the husky voice called from the door of their cell. "You two finished? Good! Come on back with me. Big Red is ready to have a little party."

The towering blonde looked over the young brunette as Lynda rose and walked toward the door. Her lips spread in a smile as she watched the fluid movements of the girl. Her eyes sparkled appreciatively, approving wholeheartedly of the young woman's figure.

"I'm Liz Coalson," she said in a warm voice. "It's good to have a new tenant here with us. We don't often get anyone as young and pretty as you."

Her eyes dropped to Lynda's tits, down to the girl's legs, then back up to the tits again. As she looked back into the brunette's eyes she winked. Her meaning was unmistakable. Behind her Lynda heard Marlene groan as though the effort of rising was painful to her. The blonde looked over at the smaller girl and frowned.

"Stop carrying on, Marlene," she snapped. "You know what's ahead. You know you like it, too. You just don't want to admit it."

The expression in her cellmate's eyes told Lynda that the girl did know what was ahead for them and that she didn't like it. Marlene didn't like it at all. She shrugged in resignation and walked across the cell to join Lynda and Liz in the hall.

The blonde led them back along the hallway and into what seemed to be a small apartment. The lights were dim. Heavy, lush Victorian furniture sat about the room. The deep red shades over the lamps gave the room a sensuous quality, almost a threateningly sensuous atmosphere. Several candles burned on the tables, sending off a sickly sweet scent of lavender. Through an archway the brunette could see an immense bed. Rich red satin and velvet glistened from the coverlet. From out of the shadows beside it, the heavy shape of Big Red emerged.

"Welcome to my lair," the huge woman smiled. "I promise you an evening of rich entertainment. You realize, of course, that you will be the entertainment."

She was wearing a satin gown, a gown of as deep a red color as the spread and as the upholstery. She clearly wore nothing beneath the gown. Her monstrous tits filled the gown, their huge swells pushing mountains of flesh above the neckline of the gown. Lynda had never seen so much tit-flesh in her life. The tits started almost at her neck, then kept swelling outward until they seemed to fill the room. Her huge nipples showed clearly through the thin satin. The gown stretched across wide, firm hips. The brunette realized that Big Red wasn't fat, just huge. She was immense.

"Well, don't just stand there gaping!" the redhead told her. "Get comfortable. Take off your clothes and show me more of that delicious little body I saw this afternoon."

She smiled obscenely, waiting for the girls to comply with her directions. Liz led the way, slipping out of her dress and underclothes. The thin blonde looked much better in the raw than she had in clothes. She still looked skinny, but she had nice legs and a firm, saucy ass. She had good tits, too, despite their small size. She had the sexiest nipples and areolas Lynda had ever seen. Her tits looked all lacy the way her areolas sparkled in the sensuous red light.