Brad Harris - Caged virgin

"Mmmmmmm!" Lynda sighed into the panting cunt. "Mmmmmmm!"

She could taste the juices that oozed through the delicate organ. She knew her own pussy was just as wet, just as busily pumping her lubricants into Red's mouth. The four women rolled about the bed, their hands groping madly among the lush assortment of tits. They all thrust their warm swollen tits outward, rubbing the globes sensuously into any palm that happened to be upon them. Lynda began to feel vague about whose cunt she was sucking, about who was sucking at her pussy, about whom had what size tits. She was only aware of pleasure. They were all in this together. They were all sucking each other. They were all being sucked by each other. It didn't matter whose lips were where. They were all involved in every flick of a tongue, in every surge of an ecstatic tit, in every spasm that shuddered through any one of the quivering pussies.

"Mmmmmmm!" Lynda moaned. "Oooooooo! Mmmmmmmm!"

She felt her climax building inside her. She felt her body begin to shake and throb beyond control. She gasped and glowed as her orgasm came ripping through her. She was aware of the other women shaking just as frantically. She could hear the gurgling of female juices. She could hear the soft slapping of thighs against cheeks. She could hear the noisy sucking of four pairs of lips. She was having her own orgasm, yet she was part of three other delirious moments of rapture. She shook and shuddered, then finally felt herself engulfed in a deep mist of pleasure, a deep blackness than swarmed about her, then covered her.

"Mmmmmm," she sighed as she drifted into unconsciousness. She smiled and relaxed, letting the welcome sleep envelop her. Her body glowed pleasantly; her breath slowly returned to normal. She lay limply across the bed, her eyes closed. She fell into a welcome and yearned for sleep.

She awoke with a start. Lynda had no idea how long she had slept. She awoke as the searing pain kept tearing at her pussy. She shook off the haziness of her mind and remembered where she was.

Her pussy was throbbing with pain as the hard, rough object kept driving into it.

"Ohhhhhh!" she moaned lightly, struggling to get her bearings. "Ohhhhh! That hurts! Ohhhh, God! That hurts!"

The blonde was kneeling above her. Liz's eyes glowed with a mad intensity. The woman was crouched above her, working the huge dildo into the brunette's soft pussy. Lynda tried to twist away, then rolled back. She didn't dare try to turn away. The damned thing hurt too much for her to turn. Liz was twisting it, smiling sadistically as she worked the lewd instrument of torture through the girl's cunt.

"I thought this would wake you up," she laughed as she saw the brunette open her eyes. "This will teach you never to go to sleep on Liz again. You'll also realize that I can give you just as complete a balling as any of the men."

Beads of perspiration glistened on her face as she concentrated on working the tool about Lynda's cunt. Her mouth curled cruelly at the corners as she shook with excitement. The rough surface of the dildo sent Lynda into deep spasms of combined pain and pleasure. She lay gasping beneath the relentless thrusting and driving, rolling her head from one side to the other about the bed.

"Give it to her!" Big Red shouted from beside her. "Give her pussy something to remember. Damn! You're getting me excited just watching the way her little pussy spreads open for that."

The big woman reached over and began rubbing her hands over Lynda's tits as the blonde kept up the frenzied assault on her pussy. She pinched a nipple between two fingers and twisted it until the brunette was forced to cry out in the sharp, burning pain. Her cries met only laughter from the two dykes who seemed intent on torturing her. The soft pleasure that had led up to this was forgotten now. Despite the sucking she had given them, they were trying to hurt her. Lynda saw their eyes glowing with the lustful pleasure her screams provided.

"Like it, honey?" Liz asked. "You like the way we do it? Don't tell me you ever had a man stretch your pussy like this?"

Big Red leaned down into Lynda's tits and began sucking and biting at each rolling mound of ripe flesh. Lynda moaned, praying for something to happen that would end this vicious torture. She'd rather have the men back after her than to take any more of this treatment. She wanted to get back at them. She wanted to strike at them, to scratch at them, to bite viciously into them. Her body pulsed with anger. The lusty desire to hurt, to inflict pain, roared through her body.

"Aggggghhhh!" she snarled like a cornered animal. "Aggggrrrrhhh!"

Her pussy was pounding with sudden lust. Her body throbbed and pulsed, every nerve electric with quivering vibrance. She quivered as she fought about the bed, twisting and rolling, struggling to get her fingernails into their eyes, her teeth at their throat.

"Aggghhh!" she snarled more threateningly. She almost tore free from them. She almost lurched out of their grasp. Her own body betrayed her, though. Just at the moment when her strength came roaring through her with the greatest intensity, her pussy began to surge into a new orgasm. She fell back on the bed, flattened by the power of her climax. She saw the room whirl about her. She felt the blood rush through her head and body. She trembled and panted with the most complete orgasm she had yet experienced.

"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Big Red smiled down at her when she finally calmed her lunging, writhing body. "It takes getting a little rough on you to produce such a beautiful climax. You got it, though. Damn! I never saw such complete lust on a girl's face in my life. Damn! I could have eaten you up, you were so beautiful."

Her eyes were soft again, soft and affectionate. Lynda stared at her in disbelief. She hated the softness in Red's eyes. She detested the motherly smile that crossed the woman's lips. She still wanted to scratch those eyes out, still wanted to sink her teeth into the soft skin of Red's neck. She wanted to do the same with the skinny blonde who was sitting along side her, panting from her recent erotic game.

"Damn you!" Lynda spat at them. "Damn both of you!"

"Listen to her," Liz laughed. "We do her a favor and she gets mad about it. We show her the greatest orgasm she ever had and she hates us for it."

"Ingratitude!" Big Red snorted. "Just plain old ingratitude. Give us a week with her, though, and we'll teach her to thank us. You know, they all do. Finally they all thank us for what we teach them."

They led both the stumbling, staggering girls back to their cell. Liz opened the door for Big Red to push them roughly inside. The massive redhead stood outside the cell and looked angrily in at the two girls.

"You think about it!" she snarled. "You think it over. You'll get down on your hands and knees before us before you ever leave this jail."

Neither girl spoke. They huddled on each bunk, silent and sullen until the two matrons had gone back down the hallway. Slowly, Lynda stepped across the cell and sat beside the slender black girl. They held each other gently, their hands trying to soothe the pain in each body.

"They're meaner than ever," Marlene commented. "They're getting worse each time I'm in here."

"Then we've got to get out of here," Lynda answered.

"No way," Marlene protested. "Sam Terry is at one end of the hall and they're at the other. Even if we got past Sam, Rocky and Gene would be on our tails in nothing flat. There is no way."

"There has to be," Lynda insisted. "I don't mean we have to break out. There may be another way."

"Hey!" the jailer shouted through the cell door. "Hurry up and finish breakfast. You have a little work detail for the day."

Lynda looked up at Sam Terry. She frowned, not comprehending that he was talking to her. He was, though. He was staring at her impatiently. She glared at him in disgust. She was too sore to do anything today. She had been fucked and sucked. She had been assholed and rammed with the dildo. Her tits had been mercilessly pummeled. Hell no, she was in no condition to work. She stared at him as he unlocked her cell and walked inside. He motioned Marlene to remain seated and stepped over beside the brunette.