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"She needs fucking," the prison inspector stated absently as he ogled her tensing buttocks. Thwack. "Unh!" Thwack. "Uuunnh!" Her screaming had lessened now to appreciative grunts, all men could now sense her growing arousal and that excited them all the more. The blonde was in her element being watched and desired, she wriggled her arse sexily as the man's trembling hand roamed over her backside. She mewed softly at his touch, the way his fingers trailed lovingly over the elastic sides of her panties. The atmosphere was heavy, charged with pulsing sexual arousal and need in all present. Faces were flushed; cocks hard and the musky odour of pussy scent and her heady perfume were permeating the air to stimulate the sense of smell as well as touch, sight and sound. The thin man, the prisons inspector, aimed the first of his blows at the backs of her upper thighs and delighted at her body's reaction as the leather smacked her tender flesh. Her back arched to present her backside up and outward, her thigh muscles tensed delightfully and she jerked forward slightly under the impact. "Bastard," she hissed and then sighed appreciatively. Again her body jolted causing her dangling tits to swing beneath her bowed body. It bucked again and again under the savage lashes, her pale skin now turned red under the hard lashes of the wide leather belt. The girl groaned in pleasure as she felt his hand feeling her backside, shaking with excitement as he took his turn in touching her. "Christ, she's wet!" the police chief excitedly drew their attention to the fact, "the gusset of her panties is soaked - the filthy little bitch." The prison governor was delighted with the way his guests were enjoying themselves, he sought to prolong the entertainment but recognised that the men were so excited that things couldn't be extended for too much longer. "Take them off," he ordered the girl. She stood, straightened and turned to face them. Excitement showed on her face as she hooked her thumbs in the side strings and began sliding the little panties down over her hips and thighs. The men gasped in awe as her shaven pussy was revealed, the state governor could take no more and led the way. He rushed at the girl, one hand clamping over her left breast the other cupping her pussy. The others followed and soon the girl was surrounded by four excited men feeling and groping her body. They lifted her by the arms and legs to lay her down on the long coffee table, the state governor between her thighs and fumbling to free his cock. They held her arms and legs firmly in sudo-rape as the governor pushed his cock up into her pussy and began a frantic fucking. Hard and fast he rammed his cock into her to the shouted encouragement of the watching men. Once all had taken their turn and had emptied their load of come up into her they sat back sated, watching the moaning girl as she lay as they had left her, face up on the coffee table. The prison governor collected their neckties from each man and used them to tie the girl's wrists and ankles securely to the legs of the low table. He took hold of the leather belt and wound it around his right hand to leave a shorter length trailing free. "You wanted your tits whipped, slut," he said in a low and sadistic tone. Her eyes opened wide and she looked up in horror, searching his face for signs of jest. "I didn't really want you to..." Her body
jerked and stiffened as though an electric charge had been passed through
it. She screamed loudly as the leather belt slammed down across her
soft orbs to momentarily flatten them back to her chest under the impact.
She gagged as the next lash stung at her nipple to send the wildest
of agonising pain shooting through her body, as her body tensed and
clamped thick globules of the men's sperm oozed from her sore pussy. "Men command," the governor panted excitedly, "women have their bodies, but for men to use." He lashed down again in a most savage assault designed to inflict the maximum pain on her. "Don't think, you little bitch, that you can gain any tiny bit of control over men here." Again he lashed her as she screamed and then again and again until her rounded orbs of breasts were blotched red and marked purple blue under the brutal thrashing. The men all watched in stunned silence as he thrashed her tender breasts mercilessly, to a man they felt their cocks beginning to stir into life again. The erotic scene of a woman in pain, the way she was being mistreated and subject to pain was arousing them all over again. "Tomorrow you will suffer for your wanton ways, whore - more so than you have today." The governor lashed down fast and hard in a heated beating of the girls tits, instilling upon her his total command and the knowledge that sufferance follows any abuse of his teachings. The girl continued to scream, all her hopes of the easy life at the prison now fading by the moment. She determined there and then to join the planned escape the following day and to be free of this man's brutal ways.
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