Sex Captives of Terror Prison
SEX CAPTIVES OF TERROR PRISON
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by PROCTER BALDWIN
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Illustrated by TIM
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Sex Captives of Terror Prison
ENGLISH
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FROM THE BOOK…
Melosa
shrugged and walked back to the other side of the derrick. She waved the
prisoners back. “One moment more, you bastard. One moment more and
you can have her.” She turned to Guardia Isabella. “Give
me your whip, Guardia.”
Melosa
uncoiled the long supple braid of ox leather and flicked it
experimentally. Its crack reverberated across the valley. Then,
backhand and forehand, she slashed it across and over the backs of the girl’s
thighs until Angelita’s screams became so hoarse and so deep that it seemed
she could scream no more, but merely groan her dismay to the unlistening world.
Melosa
stopped at last. Glanced briefly at the livid blue-black stripes down the
girl’s pale thighs. Then she pressed the tip of her middle finger
against Angelita’s crinkle-tightened ass-hole, and pushed the finger slowly
inside as far as the knuckle. “Just here, prisoner. Fuck her here.”
Angelita’s
shrieks began again. She knew now what was coming next….
And
it wasn’t long in coming. The chained prisoners closed in on her, and
the tall, thin one laid the tip of his long, thin cock against the girl’s
finger-violated ass-hole, and forced it inside her. She tightened herself
as hard as she could, fighting its entry all the way. But first the tip
disappeared inside, then, grinning with a less sardonic pleasure, the man eased
himself into her inch by so slow inch. He held her ass cheeks roughly apart,
letting everyone see the depth of his penetration.
Long
his cock may have been, but this little convent girl, this little innocent, took
it all, every inch and millimeter until his hips were hard against her buns and
his balls rested on the opened slit of her cunt. And thin it might have been,
but not so thin that her tiny rosebud was not stretched to its limit. Indeed,
the longer the man stayed deep inside her the more it seemed to thicken, so that
when he began to make his move, to slide in and out, to pump into her, she felt
almost torn apart. There was nothing she could do about it, her ass-hole was
locked around his cock, she could not move, so firmly was she bound, and must
endure him pistoning into her, pounding her soft buns so hard that one of the
other prisoners said, “Hey, guys, we don’t need this pile driver. We’ll
get this guy to drive the posts into the ground with his cock!”
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