Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
CHAPTER 8
Tess
It’s so wrong to be like this. I’m totally nude in the dark pantry, one small palm cupped beneath my bottom as it drips with Roland’s seed. It’s incredibly filthy to literally be leaking a man’s semen from my bottom, but there you have it. This is how Roland and I roll, and I wouldn’t change it for the world.
But yes, we need paper towels because my hand’s filling up fast and to be honest, the semen’s already overflowing my small palm. My eyes look up, and on one of the wire cabinets up above my head, I spy a roll of paper towels. Oh, that’s where they are! But I can’t reach them without a step stool. In fact, I can’t do much of anything at the moment because I need to keep one hand cupped beneath my ass.
Suddenly, the door opens and I turn towards the light with a smile on my face. It must be my lover, here to save me.
But instead, there’s a blonde man rimmed in the light, dressed in an orange jumpsuit with a hard expression on his rugged features. He’s handsome and I squint for a moment, trying to place him. Do I know this person? He looks familiar for some reason.
“Hey Tess,” he rasps while pulling the door wider. “How’s it going? You may not know me, but I know you.”
It’s then that I recognize him because the first time that Roland and I made love in the family reunification cabin, I saw this man drilling someone in the structure next door! He’s very good-looking, but his expression is menacing as he flings the pantry door open. Oh my god, what’s going on? I’m completely nude with my tits out and my pussy exposed, and his blue eyes gleam as he takes in my curvaceous form.
I open my mouth to scream, but then a hand claps over my lips. My startled eyes catch a glimpse of red hair, and suddenly, I realize it’s the second man that I saw during my family visits. It’s the one who was having sex with two women at once, whom I also caught a glimpse of through the kitchen window. What the hell? What’s going on?
I struggle and attempt to scream, but the men are too strong. Then haul me out into the kitchen, where with wide eyes, I see that there are other men waiting too. They’re handsome enough, but the hungry expression on their faces tells me that I’m in grave danger.
“Mmmph!” I shriek from behind the hand on my mouth. “Mmph, mmph!”
“Shut the fuck up,” the redhead hisses as he pushes me down onto the dining table. “Keep your trap closed because we’ve been waiting for this moment.”
I stare with terror at the ring of men surrounding me. There are five huge, hulking figures, and their eyes are malicious as they cast their gazes over my curvy, naked form.
“Shit yeah, she was just fucked in the ass,” growls one, who to my horror, is wearing the uniform of a prison guard. He pulls my legs wide apart as I struggle, exposing my secret spots to his friends. “Her asshole’s red and ravaged, and ready to be used again. I call dibs.”
The man next to him grins and chuckles darkly.
“It’s no problem, Fred. She’s got three holes so I’m sure we can all find a place to leave a deposit. Fuck, I intend to put my cock in at least two of them today. It’s the least this whore can do.”
I struggle on the table, letting out muffled shrieks, but the men are relentless. A gag is stuffed in my mouth as my hands are bound to the corners of the table. I try to kick, but it’s useless. The men have me pinned in place and even worse, they’re undressed now as their dicks bob in the air, heavy, hot, and already dripping from the tip.
“Yeah, Roland’s such a fuck-up,” one growls to the other. “That moron thought he got kitchen privileges today because of good behavior. What a dipshit. He got kitchen privileges because his girl is a slut that we want to fuck. Good thing you saw her through the cabin window,” the redhead rasps to the blonde. “I didn’t see her because I was too busy fucking my two visitors at the time, but I can already tell that this gash is going to be better-tasting than those two whores. Not to mention younger too.”
Another man, also dressed in the garb of a prison guard, sheds his clothes before grabbing his cock and slowly stroking his fist up and down that massive length. His blue eyes run hungrily over my curves, even as I continue to struggle desperately against the restraints.
“Yeah, but you’re not going to be first,” he rasps while surveying my reddened asshole. “Prison security always gets first dibs, and besides, she’s already lubed up here. Hold her legs apart,” he instructs one of the other offenders. “I want to feel that horny little ass squeezing me.”