1 comments/ 23185 views/ 1 favorites Sarah's Confession By: gobula At 37 she was an attractive woman, far from beautiful and neither ugly. She was trim, blonde, and well shaped, her breasts could have been a little bit larger, her nose a little smaller but the vigor which she carried herself made up for it. The crimes she'd done were all over the news. The terrible headlines read how she put on a sex show and publicly enticed some twenty or so men to go and commit battery, rape, and attempted murder on what the media labeled: "the Darling Couple." "If only they knew!" she fumed. But during her trial she was quiet, and she cried on the stand- but none of it swayed the jury. The deliberated in a record 20 minutes before finding her guilty and the Judge sentenced her to fifteen years with the possibility of parole in eight. "I'll be 46 when I get out of here." she looked out the window, it was raining, "If I am good." The door slammed shut and she was alone in her cell. There was only her bunk and a toilet, to look out the window she had to stand on her bunk. But the light went out and the warden read some poetry over the loud speaker over a classical piece, ending it with: "Good night ladies." "Good night big daddy!" a few of them called back. The guards told them to shut up and go to sleep. During the night, her first night in prison, Sarah heard the sounds of other women moaning. They were having sex! Here in prison... she wondered how it was possible. She went to the door, wearing only her blue buttoned down shirt and general issue underwear and tried to peak around the corners of the window- but could see no door open. She also couldn't' make out where the noise was coming from. "Who is it?" she called out. "Go to sleep." some one answered. "Who's having sex?" "No one." another voice answered, "Not here." a woman's face came to the window of the door across the dark hall from her. She was attractive with curly brown hair and a long chin. She imagined the woman had a toothy smile before prison had given her lines on her face and a general disposition of sadness. Without saying a word the woman pointed up to the speaker, the same speaker that the warden had been speaking through. Sarah nodded and stepped back away from the door. The sexual sounds were making her horny. She didn't want to be, and hated it when she was- especially when she was in a place that had no prospects of casual sex. But there it was, and she listened to it as she laid back in her bed. As she drifted off to sleep she heard the groans of a man join in and a few words came through as whispers. That night she dreamed about when she was beside the highway giving all those men blow jobs, then she remembered how when they returned after doing the job she asked them to do, she gave herself to them. "C'mon bitch!" the larger one had said, he had a bandage around his waist. "Yo man cut me- I gets you first." "Dat wasn't da deal!" The old man jumped out of his seat in protest. "Well dats what's gonna happen- C'mon!" he said sternly to her. She was relieved the last time she'd sucked that old man's dick he smelled so bad that she wanted to vomit- and she was sure that he hadn't bathed since then either. However the trailer that she stepped into didn't smell much better than the old man's groin. There was a bone thin white woman passed out on a couch she was surely strung out on crack. There were two or three kids that ran in and out of the house through the back door which was missing. They were half clothed and dirty and then there was the livin groom which had no carpet, just exposed plywood for a floor, where some dozen or so men stood and sat around anxiously waiting for the payment. "Well I brought this money- like I promised." she said pulling a roll of three hundred dollars from her back pocket. She handed it ot the large man in the overalls. He grinned and stuck it in his pocked. "Yeah!" he said as he unzipped his pants. She remembered his cock how long it was before she even touched it. How he had made her choke on it before and came down her throat buckets of cum, twice. "Did you kill him?" she asked. "Yeah bitch he dead now, C'mon and suck it." "And take yo pants off too ho!" another man said, others laughed with him and jeered her on to strip. "I gets her first- you watch!" the large man growled, growing impatient with her he took her by the hair and drove her to her knees. "I'll do it!" she screamed, "OK!" without further hesitation she sunk down before him and began to lick the purple head of his penis. She took his dick in both her hands and began to suck on it, stopping only to lick the base and suck on his balls. "Oh yeah bitch!" he said, "Suck it!" She complied, slowly swallowing him whole, not wanting him to force fuck her throat again, but it was to no avail- he was just too big and she could only get him so far into her mouth. "Yo bitch, yo!" he grabbed her head and forced himself all the way into her until her face was pressed against his pelvis- just like before. The men whooped and shouted as she gagged and he began to fuck her throat without mercy. Stopping only as he was about to cum. She could feel him pulsing deep inside her and she was hoping her would do it because then she wouldn't have to take on his massive size anywhere else, but he laughed and slipped out of her, leaving her to gag for a breath. A puddle of drool formed on the floor from her, she was kneeling in it and another man took his place, His dick wasn't as big or as thick but it smelled fowl and she struggled with getting it into her mouth. The large man tugged off her pants as she was sucking off the other man and he announced, "She's a wet ho yo!" as he slapped her ass and pushed the head of his penis into her mound. "I am gonna fuck you like the dog you are bitch!" he said pulling on her hair. Sarah couldn't reply to him, the smelly man's dick was cumming in her mouth as the large man entered her vaginal cavity and filled it, stuffing her on all walls. The head rubbed the far side of her vagina and she screamed as he began to pound her like a jack hammer. "Dat's it bitch I am gunna cum all up inside you. Ya fuckin' ho!" He held on to her shoulder and slapped her ass then pulled her hair as he continued to ride her. "Take it bitch!" he yelled. Another man entered her mouth and began to throat fuck her. She couldn't breath she was getting delirious from the pain and the lack of air, the smelly room and all the shouting. As the large man came into her pussy and the sperm filled her up, over flowing on to the floor. She woke up, remembering how slippery the floor had become, with a jump as if she had fallen. It was morning the warden was reciting some more poetry over the speakers and reading some headlines for them. It seamed she was still in the news. Sarah wondered if she had dreamed about what had happened because of the sexual sounds the night before or if he had been describing her crime to her fellow inmates over the speakers. She would have to find out in the showers, it would be the first time that she got to meet them, face to face. The doors were swung open mechanically and a voice called the inmates into a line. They were then divided into smaller groups as they filed along the hallway and causeways into the showers. It was a steamy room with white washed walls and a rubber grate for a floor. She stripped with the other girls and entered the warm spray of the water. There were several shower pickets that fanned out making the three to four inmates face each other as they bathed. Sarah found a like sized group of women and set to the business of washing her hair, pits, groin and just as she was reaching for her back, a Black woman who called herself "Velvet" offered her help. There was a warning look from across the picket, a Latin woman named Ruth, but Sarah ignored her and smiled, "Thanks..." she backed up into Velvet as the other woman scrubbed her back. "You have a pretty back." Velvet said, "Do you mind?" she offered the soap to Sarah. "Not at all." She turned and faced the Black woman as she let the hot water rinse off the suds from her shoulders and back. "You're in good shape too!" she said, asking: "Say, what is it with that poetry and stuff at night and the sex sounds?" "Torture..." Velvet said, "He likes to fuck with our heads that's all." "No senorita, he takes women... to his office at night and screws them." Ruth said with a look of disgust on her face, "As if we were his harem!" "You and I have little in common." Sarah said to Ruth as she draped an arm around Velvet's neck and gently played with her nipple, pulling the Black woman's back to her own so that they rubbed where the soap was washed away. "I am so horny." she whispered into the other woman's ear and nibbled on her lobe. "I feel ya girl." Velvet said as she pushed her butt back into Sarah. The two moved slowly, rubbing together, under the spray of the hot water until the guards told them to move along. "So what is your story?" Velvet asked Sarah as they sat next to each other in the cafeteria, Ruth and a brunet also sat with them at the end of a long table. The room was a packed to standing room only but Velvet had a heavy influence and as word had spread what Sarah had done, the inmates seemed to hold her in a high regard as well. She shrugged. "I was a stewardess." "You're shitting me." Ruth and Velvet both laughed. "Really!" Sarah stood up and posed as she had done on numerous flights before, "There are four exits in the aircraft, two forward..." she laughed. "You crazy girl!" Velvet covered her large white teeth as she laughed, "What made you give all that up for this place." "I am not sure." she frowned. "Don't tell me you're innocent." Ruth flipped her hand up. "Far from it." Sarah smiled, "I did it... and yeah I would do it again too- the difference is that next time, I will get a better class of people." "A better class?" Velvet asked, raising a bushy brow. "Yeah- one of the men I enlisted just happened to be an undercover cop." "No shit!" "Oh yeah, I tossed him off than he put the cuffs on me." "Guess he didn't have to Miranda you- your mouth was already full!" Ruth laughed. "Shut up beaner!" Velvet slapped her playfully, "You're trouble." she waved her finger at Sarah. "Yes I am." Sarah agreed and ate her toast, "Indeed." That night, the sounds of love making came over the speakers again. Sarah became too horny to sleep. She pulled the blankets from her and began to rub herself. "Ohh." she pinched her pussy lips and licked her fingers. She thought she heard the man in the speakers tell his lover, "That's it... that's right..." and she pretended he was talking to her. Rolling on to her stomach she pushed her pillow between her thighs and began to hump it, holding on to the bed's sides as if she was riding a man. "Uhh! Yes!" she cooed and moaned as she forced the pillow and bed to grind her, rubbing her pussy lips, clit and mound with a free hand as she arched her back and hugged herself. "Shit!" She was covered in sweat when she gave up the idea of trying to make herself cum, it just wasn't going to happen. She looked around the room but there was nothing there to use as a dildo, and eventually she fell asleep, patting her mound and fingering herself. In the morning the same routine as the day before, except this time they were taken outside for an exercise walk before they showered. In the showers, again she pared up with Ruth and Velvet, but this time she went strait up to the black woman and kissed her. The women around them were not startled, but continued to shower. "At least their not killing each other." someone said. Sarah kissed Velvet on the mouth, taking her full Black lips inside and licking her tongue with her own, "I need satisfaction Velvet, I need you- last night drove me CRAZY." Velvet kissed her back and felt the woman's breasts, "It's dis place Sarah, you'll grow numb to it." "I don't want to be numb, I want to live." she kissed the Black woman's neck, sucking on the skin to leave a mark. "Oh baby..." Velvet said as she went weak and fell to the floor. "You do me today then I do you tomorrow, K?" she licked at Sarah's thighs as she came back up to stand on her feet. "Yes... Yes..." Sarah went down, immediately to her knees, not wasting any time and knowing the guards would be in soon. Velvet had a large bush which spread to her thighs, split by large purple lips and in between pink, that was where she went with her tongue first. Right to the man in the boat. She pushed her tongue into her pussy and lapped at the walls, gently groping Velvet's thighs as she did so. "Oh baby!" Velvet said as she bent slightly and quivered, taking Sarah's head in her hands and guiding it around her crotch, "Eat that pussy! Eat it!" Sarah didn't waste time responding, but dug further into Velvet's hidden treasures and lapped the juices that came forth, frothing from the depths of her womanhood. She sucked and swallowed at them until Velvet cried out and shook, forcing Sarah's head right to the middle of her body so that her nose was sunk into the Black woman's pussy and her tongue was imbedded in her anus. "Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it!" she yelped, "Yes!" "Damn!" Ruth said as the guards came in, "You two were so hot I forgot to wash my ass!" Sarah's Confession Ch. 02 That night, the warden's voice came over the speakers as soft music played in the background. He read a poem from Longfellow and then began a murmuring conversation with some female inmate. Drinks were poured and she undressed, shortly after, there came sounds of sexual pleasure and groping and then the passionate grunts of intercourse. Sarah was on her back, one hand under her head and the other down her pajamas. She fingered herself slowly as she listened to the sounds over the speakers and wondered how many other women were doing the same thing. She thought about her past sexual encounters and if she would ever get to be satisfied again. She remembered the day in the shower- how exciting that was and was hopeful for the next day, when Velvet had promised her it would be her turn. She couldn't wait! She didn't notice falling to sleep, but when she woke up, she knew she'd not been satisfied. Stretching, she got out of bed and grabbed her day clothes as the doors were opened, and she followed the silent groggy inmates as they formed up for the showers. By the time she reached the showers, and saw the steam bellowing up from the double doors, there was a spring in her step. She was going to have her pussy licked, and she was going to be fingered and played with until she was satisfied- just as she had satisfied Velvet. But, at the shower pole was only Ruth, "Hola!" the Spanish woman said as she was already washing her back, lather formed rivers down her breasts. Sarah watched her for a second before starting her wash, obvious disappointment painted across her face. "Where's Velvet?" Ruth shrugged, "Don't know." Sarah shook with disgust. Had she been played? "Me first, than you!" she said as she began to scrub her body in the lukewarm water. She'd missed the hot water by pouting. It was about noon, and she was walking around in the yard, when she realized that she hadn't seen Velvet all day. There was a guard, Ruth had spoke of, who was keen on giving out information and cigarettes in return for certain things. So it was to her that Sarah went. The female guard eyed Sarah as a drunken sailor might a whore, "You wanna know what?" she asked running her pudgy hand through her butch hair. "What could have happened to Velvet. She isn't in trouble is she?" "I tell you what." the woman said looking over her shoulder and stepping with Sarah to the side of the walking field, near a stairwell that only the guards were allowed to use. "I only know you girls by your numbers... so uh..." "C'mon you know who I mean, the Black tall woman." she crossed her arms over her chest, nervously adding, "Who I made out with in the shower." "Don't recall that!" the guard smiled and put a hand on Sarah's shoulder, "Now I remember you eating that girl's pussy, but I don't remember no making out!" Sarah turned slightly red, "Well her then, that is Velvet, what happened to her?" The guard eyed Sarah from the side for a long moment. When she spoke she spoke slowly: "It will cost you." "Whatever." Sarah flipped as only a blond can. The butch guard grinned, "I get paid first." Sarah frowned, "That seems to be how things go around here." "You'll get used to it." the guard said. Sarah wasn't paying attention to her but turned around to see if anyone else had seen them talking. No one seemed to notice. When she turned back, the guard was unbuckling her pants and stepped back under the cement stairs. "Are you CRAZY?" Sarah said aghast, looking around nervously, "We're in the open here!" "No one notices what happens in this place- I assure you." the guard winked and pointed at her graying pubic hairs, "And if you want any info... get down on it." Sarah was never one to double take her actions or reconsider her motives, maybe that was why she landed in prison, a convicted felon. Without further hesitation she dropped to her knees and darted her tongue out over the woman's autumn mound. It was bushy and the hairs were not soft but as she licked and sucked at the woman's crotch she found the taste pleasant and the aroma not nearly as repugnant as the men she had deep throated before. She licked the woman, inside and out. at times fucking her with her tongue as she massaged her strong thighs. "Oh you're good... you're a good girl!" the guard cooed, "Eat me yes... eat me hmph!" she grabbed Sarah's head with her hands and forced the prisoner's face into her mound. Sarah didn't fight it but used the guard's effort to bring her own tongue around to the woman's anus. "Oh that's the spot!" the guard giggled, "Yes!" Sarah ran quick circles around the woman's sphincter before nibbling at the sides, the tante, and the pussy again. This time around she finger fucked the woman's ass while she ate her out. "Oh!" the guard began to shake, "I am coming!" Sarah didn't withdraw but locked her mouth around the guards pussy as the juices began to flow and squirt. Her mouth warmed with them and they oozed down the back of her throat. "You're fantastic!" the guard breathed, "My name is Delilah, any time you need me- just ask." she shivered as she patted Sarah on the head and gestured for her to stand as she pulled up her pants. "Can you tell me what happened to Velvet?" "She was taken to the warden... that was her you were listening to last night." Delilah stroked Sarah's hair and cupped her neck, drawing her close for a long and whet tongue kiss. "I don't taste half bad." Sarah smiled, "Actually you taste fine to me." she followed the guard out from under the stairs, wiping her face off with her sleeve as she followed her. "Can I see the warden?" The guard stopped in her tracks. "Why would you want to do that?" Sarah shrugged, "It sounds like she had a good time last night." The Guard shook her head, "You do NOT mean that." 'Angry lesbian', Sarah thought, "I like both women and men..." Sarah explained. "Believe me, the warden is NO man." "C'mon." Sarah insisted as she followed Delilah. "I tell you what. Why don't you wait and talk to Velvet about it when she comes back." "Fair enough." But it wasn't fair because the guard knew, just like all the others before- Velvet would never return. No one ever did. Sarah's Confession Ch. 03 Sarah waited, as Delilah had asked her to but she never saw Velvet again. She asked Ruth about her but she pretended that she'd never known her. "What the fuck is going on here?" she asked Ruth at breakfast some weeks later. "You don't understand." Ruth said quietly, "We are watched." she whispered, we are NOT alone- even now." "You're fucking CRAZY!" Sarah flipped her tray up and stood to leave but found two strong hands holding her in place, both of them belonged to Delilah. "Don't be foolish Sarah- your mouth is too precious to lose." "Get off me!" She pulled away from the guard, only to stumble back into another. There was an uproar among the prisoners that would have caused enough confusion for Sarah to slip away- had she been in her right mind but she was fuming at moment and incapable of such forward thinking. In the end, two guards took her to a holding cell along with three other women. They were stripped and hosed down with cold water and then placed into individual dark cells, which were too small to stand up in. The concrete floor was cold and the air was stale. Sarah wasn't sure how much time had gone by but the door eventually was opened and a woman in a tight fitting gray suit looked in with a light behind her: "Sarah?" "What?" she blocked her eyes from the glare. "Come out here- I have a question for you." the woman's voice was stern and commanding but as her appearance, not at all unattractive. Her hair was cropped short and she was blond. her cheek bones were high and her lips were full, unlike Sara's long-full nose she had a little button. Sarah stood up, feeling naked and cold. "Here." the woman snapped her fingers and the guards tossed a long white t-shirt at Sarah. "Put that on." she held out a hand nonchalantly and the other of the two guards handed a clipboard to her. "Thank you Rose." "What is this about?" Sarah asked but before she finished her words she was surprised by a smack on the side of her face with the back side of the clipboard, it left a red mark and drew blood. "Hey!" The guards moved in and restrained her as the slender attractive yet violent woman continued to read the information from the blood stained notes. "You have a violent streak Sarah." "Me?" "And a dumb streak as well." she nodded and turned away as the guards systematically began to pummel the prisoner. When they were finished, they were out of breath and Sarah was on the floor. She spit out blood on the floor, "I think whatever you ask me at this point." she gasped, "The answer is yes." The lithe woman squatted before Sarah and put a hand to her chin, holding her face up so that their eyes would meet. "Good, I am glad to see that your survivor tendencies are STRONGER than your stubborn ones!" "Yeah, lets open a bottle of wine." The woman caressed Sarah's face and then tugged her hair violently back. Sarah was surprised by the extreme strength of the little woman. "Owe!" "Your nothing but a party animal... a pervert... and a pig... a parasite." she said, "I like that about you." the woman stood up: "That is also why you are still alive, now answer this question and I won't have to shoot you like we had to the other two." Sarah took a moment to look around the dark long hall. There were four small metal doors like the one she had come out of, the others were left open but there was no sign of the women. She scratched at the ground and tried to sit up, swallowing her own blood she asked: "What's the question?" The woman ran her hand through Sarah's hair again, patting it kindly this time, "Would you like to see the warden?" Sarah was confused. Part of her knew this was wrong, that seeing the warden was obviously NOT the thing she should want to do. Velvet still hadn't been seen and Delilah had warned her that the Warden was not a typical man, certainly not one to be taken lightly- but that the other prisoners would choose death over seeing him she thought was ludicrous. "Sure. OK." she said. "Very well... lets get you cleaned up, my pretty." the woman stood up and dusted off her slacks. The two guards came in without a word from her and snatched up Sarah, they hosed her off in the holding cell as they had done before and then took her forcefully up several flights of stairs, through numerous gates and locked doors until she found herself out of the stone and metal caverns and inside a cozy wood paneled room with a leather sofa a desk and three leather chairs. There was also a small wood burning stove with a kettle of water on top and soft music that played from an antique record-player. The room smelled like expensive cigars and a hint of brandy. The guards turned and left her alone in the room. Despite the homey look, it was very cold and she could see her breath as it came out in clouds. She was shivering, the long t-shirt stuck to her still soaking skin. "Is it cold in here?" a man's voice asked her. It sounded familiar but she wasn't sure if it was the voice that came from the speakers at night or not- it was only the first male voice that she'd heard in months. Sarah nodded, "Freezing." her teeth began to chatter. "Good." She turned around and stepped forward towards the middle of the room, but there was no one there, that she could find. "Who am I speaking to?" she asked. There was a sigh but nothing else. "Care for a cigar?" Sarah shook her head, though she considered taking one to use as a toy later on if the evening didn't pan out the way she'd hoped it would. There really weren't too many options for her to be considering, and she knew this. IF the other girls chose death over meeting the guy he had to be a little worse than a nipple biter. "You haven't answered my question." Sarah said to the silence as she began to look for something to cover up with. "There is no single answer, you asked to questions. First, WHO ARE YOU?" Sarah swallowed hard and fell back into one of the two chairs on her side of the desk. A fast moving shadow had tripped up her sensibility and the loud voice had startled her. "You know who I am." she stuttered. "Yes, but do you?" "This is crazy... is this some trick to keep order in this place or a scheme to get money from someone?" Laughter filled the room. "Money?" more laughter erupted, "Be not so mundane..." A form came together of the shadows made in the corners of the room, from their combined dark depths emerged a man, quite handsome with a mustache and well cropped hair. "You have been in this world too long Sarah." "What?" She gasped and tried to pull away from the man-creature, but could not move. Her eyes were fixed into his. "You are a dark child, I know, we are the same we are one." "You're fucking CRAZY you are! And I am fucking delirious from the beating or from a drug..." she closed her eyes wishing everything away, but she was disappointed when she re-opened them. The man had taken a seat behind the desk and he began to recite poetry: "This little number is part of 'The Sleeper' from a good friend of mine, Poe, 'Oh, lady bright! can it be right this window open to the night? The wanton airs, from the tree top, laughingly through the lattice drop... and there yes there do the dead bodies rot!" It was a moment before Sarah realized he was no longer speaking the words that were coming from the speakers throughout the prison below them, but that he was now standing besides her. She blinked, "You misread Edgar Allan Poe... she said." adding, "I have old friends that were librarians and I used to get books for the flights all the time... as a stewardess." she silenced her words as an icy long finger came to her lips. "Sshh!" he said, "I know... who you are- even if you don't." he pointed to the door where she came from. "You could vary easily have chosen to be dead, rotting with those other ladies, but you didn't. You chose to come to me." "Like the others before me?" she asked, now fear giving way to her temper, "Like Velvet?" The man-creature smiled, "Velvet..." his eyes narrowed on her. "I should like to enjoy you both at once." "Like that's going to happen." she realized she wasn't shivering anymore. "Is it getting warm in here?" "No.." he shrugged, "You are dying." "Yeah right." she said. The Warden smiled. "Here is the deal." the man said after a long moment, "I will satisfy you and then you will satisfy me." "I assure you what I want will satisfy both of us." she said, nervy and with a smile. "And I you- yet we are NOT talking about the same things... how ironic is that?" he grinned then nodded behind her. She turned as the door opened to see Velvet enter the room. She almost didn't recognize her for how she was dressed, in black on black leather and latex with a mounted dildo at the front which was a good ten inches erect. She carried a whip at her side and an artificial tail popped up from her exposed cheeks, like a pony, as she entered the room- slow and sultry. "You called?" she smiled at Sarah and the man, a long black leather gloved hand on her full hip. "Yes... pleasure me." "Velvet, you're!" her words were cut off as the Black woman cracked her whip across the room and snapped it inches from Sarah's face. She had to jump back out of the seat not to get hit by the second crack. "C'mon bitch on your knees!" Velvet swung the whip around in the air to bring it back down on Sarah if she didn't comply- but she did. "OK!" Sarah dropped to her knees. "On all fours girl." she said as she walked up to her and gently raised a long spiked heal to her face, "Kiss me." Sarah did. "Lick it." Sarah began to lick Velvet's leather boot, the top, the toe the ankle. "The bottom, the tread, where I walk, suck it clean you white whore!" Velvet ordered and Sarah complied. "Excellent!" the warden shifted behind his seat, watching the display of power. "She's a naughty one isn't she?" he cheered. Velvet didn't reply, only kicked Sarah on the side of the head with the foot she'd been licking. "Turn around and pull up your shirt. That's it hike up that ass girl!" Sarah complied, a deep excitement starting to build. The humiliation, the fear the anxiety of the last few months and the denial of any full satisfaction was all coming to a head right here right now, in this moment as Velvet pushed the unlubricated ten inch latex pole right up her back side, without mercy. Sarah cried out in agonizing pain. Velvet took hold of the blonds hair and yanked on it as she began a slow rhythm of pumping her from the back. Sarah began to buck as Velvet bucked into her, their thighs made a slapping noise and Sarah stopped screaming, beginning to moan from the pleasure. "Uh... I want you in my pussy!" she whispered. "Shut up." Velvet sneered as she continued to pound the long black latex dildo into the other woman. She slapped the white girls ass and called her a whore as she continued to yank on her hair and fuck her anus raw. Sarah yelped as she began to touch herself. She could feel the massive dildo enter her back side with her hands over her mound as her abdomen expanded to make room for the thick pole. "Oooh" she cooed, "Fuck me!" she said, "Fuck me!" she shouted as she began to rub her own clit violently. "Fuck me!" she screamed, "Yes Fuck me!" She began to buck wildly as the orgasm seized her and her body shook from the frenzies. But Velvet wasn't done yet. She pulled the long rod out slowly and then pushed it into the soaked pussy, from behind. Then continued to pump into her. Their thighs slapped together, Sarah's breasts bounced forward and backward and Velvet squeezed Sarah's ass cheeks. Pulling them apart, she spit down into the gaping whole. "Oh you're soo good!" Sarah cooed. "Fuck you, you're a whore." Velvet said back as she spit again, down into her. Sarah didn't think about it but just let the Black woman fuck her. The spit that had landed in her ass was burning, at first Sarah thought it was because the sides of her bung were raw from their mistreatment, but as time went on and the burning continued to expand- she knew it was something else. However, Velvet by then was fucking her relentlessly and she couldn't keep a strait thought about anything except how good it all felt- to finally get fucked. She didn't know how much time had passed, but eventually, after she had cummed numerous times, Velvet lifted her up and placed her in a chair, then wrapped her legs up over her head and holding them there, continued to fuck her, switching from pussy to ass-hole, and back again. Sarah wanted to stop her, she wanted to say no, that she'd get an infection, but she didn't care. It felt to good. When Velvet was driving the dildo into her ass, she held Sarah's pussy open with two fingers and spit inside of her. "You're a whore." she said, "A slut." "It burns!" Sarah said of Velvet's spit in her pussy. "It burns bad." "That's right. Burn witch burn!" Velvet laughed and repeated herself as if chanting it as she continued to fuck Sarah. The last thing Sarah remembered, was biting Velvet's hand as she put her fingers in her mouth saying, "Suck em you whore!" After that, it was darkness. Cold darkness on the outside and a burning on the inside. Then at some point the door opened to the Warden's office, and it was herself who entered in the black latex and leather costume, with a whip and a tail and a mounted dildo in the front. And there too was the warden behind the desk compelling her forward with a nod that she could not refuse, and before her in a chair a damp and frightened Ruth.