Hellie's Conjugal Visit

The guards un-cuffed Hellie and set her up with her hands in the table, her knees on the bench seat.

Parker wasted no time in undoing his belt and pants, pulling out his cock, and thrusting it easily into Hellie's sloppy-wet cunt, making her yelp and moan.

Budge came around to stand in front of Hellie. He knelt on the bench and pulled out his dick, jerking it slowly in front of her face.

Parker groaned as he looked down to watch his cock moving in and out of Hellie's wet hole, framed by wet, pink pussy lips. "Fucking slut," he muttered.

"My slut," said Gene. "My holes." He rubbed his cock through his pants even though it was soft.

"Yes Gene," said Budge, knocking his shaft against Hellie's forehead. "Thank you for sharing your little slut with us." He looked down at Hellie and smiled. "Open your mouth, stupid slut."

Hellie opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue.

"That's it." Budge lowered his head and spit saliva into her mouth. He pulled his pants down and freed his balls. "Keep that slut-mouth open."

Budge lowered his nutsack onto Hellie's tongue, into her mouth. Hellie tried to suck them orb by orb, and Budge didn't seem to mind that she couldn't fit both into her mouth.

"Suck my balls," he groaned. "Suck my balls."

"The whole thing, you fucking slut," Parker growled. "Let's see that dumbslut cum-sucking mouth full of nutsack."

Hellie moaned in spite of herself.

Parker reached forward and firmly grabbed Hellie's hair. He pulled her head back just slightly to open her mouth and throat.

Budge chucked. "Open wide, slut."

Hellie widened her mouth, continued to suck, and managed to get Budge's balls both into her mouth. She sucked and licked very carefully as she held his balls in her mouth.

Parker laughed. "Look at that. Mouth filled with nuts."

"Suffocate the bitch," Gene murmured. He'd taken out his half-hard cock and was rubbing himself at the end of the table, watching Hellie's body intently.

Parker let go of Hellie's hair. "Fuck, I'm close now."

"You're gonna cum in that pussy?" Budge slowly pulled back and Hellie released his balls from her mouth.

"Fuck," Hellie whimpered. Budge reached down and unceremoniously pushed his cock into her mouth, his hand touching the back of her head.

Parker panted as he fucked her. "Hell yeah I'm gonna cum in her, why not?"

"You're not afraid to get this bitch pregnant?"

Parker laughed. "Budge, she'd never know who the father was! This slut probably takes twenty cocks a day. She's a free whore. She's always full of jizz, that's what Dill said."

Hellie moaned and pushed her ass back, taking Parker's dick deeper.

"What a good fucking whore, look how much she likes to get fucked." Budge grinned down at her.

"Dill said raped. She likes to get raped," said Parker.

Hellie groaned and started to cum, shaking uncontrollably even as she struggled to stay in her position.

Budge laughed now. "Guess I better rape this throat then." He began to fuck Hellie's throat gleefully as she shook and came, hissing and shrieking and gagging around his cock.

"This bitch is like a fucking piece of meat right now, skewered on dick," said Budge, panting.

"HRRrrrrRRRRrrr," Hellie cried out on his dick between thrusts down her gullet.

Parker pounded her pussy and Budge watched Hellie's eyes roll back.

"We should do this more often."

"Couldn't agree more," Budge grunted.

"Fuck...shit...aaaahh!" Parker came deep into Hellie's pussy, splooge exploding onto her cervix as he drove his cock up her cunt.

Hellie screamed and shook, cumming again even as her throat was used.

In a nearby room, Officer Dill sat with Officer Katie, watching Hellie getting double-teamed by the guards on a surveillance video.

"You really weren't kidding," Katie mused.

"I told you," Officer Dill muttered. "She's the real fucking thing."

Katie smiled to herself. "They're really fucking her rough, too."

"She fucking loves it."

Katie studied the look of sheer joy on Hellie's face as Budge slapped her face repeatedly with his hard dick.

"She's a little cockdoll," said Katie.

"She's a fuckdoll, Katie. Doesn't have to be cock. Can be. Doesn't have to be."

Katie smiled. "You always were a generous partner."

"Thank you Katie. Oh fuck." Dill took out his own cock and began to stroke it, watching as Budge dick-slapped Hellie's face one more time and then blasted cum into her mouth, on her lips, her tongue, and into her throat.

Katie raised an eyebrow at Dill's hard-on. "Don't think that I'm going to suck that for you."

Dill chuckled. "Don't worry Katie." But he held her gaze, not looking away and barely even blinking as he jerked his cock and came, quick and easy, on the floor.

Katie smiled. "Don't think I'm cleaning that up, either." She stood. "If you don't mind, I think I'll take my turn with your girl."

Dill grinned back. "She's all yours, partner."

Katie patted Dill's shoulder. "Those were the days."

She closed the door behind her.

Back on the picnic table, Gene had sidled up behind Hellie and pressed his cock against her butthole.

"Ooh." Hellie looked back at him warily.

"Here buddy," said Budge. He handed Gene the small bottle of lube from his pocket. "Make that hole nice and slippery for you."

Gene squirted the lube onto Hellie's ass crack and she whined. "Slippery hole," he murmured. "Nice and slippery for my cock."

"She's a cockhole isn't she Gene?"

Hellie whimpered, unable to help it.

"My wet cockhole," said Gene, using his cockhead to open Hellie's asshole.

"Nooooo," Hellie moaned.

"Holes are for fucking, bitch," said Gene, and then he slowly pushed his dick fully into Hellie's ass.

Hellie, still tender inside, screeched and sobbed as he began to agonizingly saw his dick in and out of her ass. She felt his cockhead dragging against her walls, her asshole tender even as he cheerfully added lube. He continued steadily moving inside her, her asshole hugging him tight.

"It hurts," she moaned.

"Did you hear that Gene? You're hurting your bitch's tight little hole."

Gene pursed his lips even as he panted and continued to use Hellie's asshole. "Holes hurt? Good fuckholes hurt."

"That's okay," Parker said. "It's supposed to hurt."

Gene turned and looked at Budge.

Budge nodded. "Don't worry Gene- you start rubbing that bitch's pussy and you'll see how much it hurts."

Hesitantly, Gene reached in front of Hellie and squeezed her pussy. "Good bitch," he said sweetly. "Good, wet cunt for me." He rubbed her clit, her pussy lips, prodded his fingers just inside of her, teasing her cunt as he fucked her ass.

"My wet pussy hole," he murmured lovingly.

"Oh god," Hellie whimpered.

"Holes want to get fucked, Gene," said Parker.

Gene groaned. "Ass and pussy holes," he muttered, rubbing at Hellie's wet slit. "Tight ass and pussy holes for my cock."

Hellie started moving her ass back on his cock, moving her pussy against his hands.

Gene patted her head. "Good bitch," he said. "Good slut. Good fuckholes, good wet holes." He rubbed Hellie's pussy, teasing her entrance with his fingers and putting pressure on her clit with the heal of his hand, squeezing her pussy as he pumped his dick into her tight, raw asshole.

Hellie moaned, groaned, shook, squealed, begged, until finally her orgasm broke over her like the crash of a wave. She shook and screamed uncontrollably, her voice going high as a second orgasm shook immediately through her body. Gene came in her sore asshole, and she could feel the hot liquid coating her insides. He pulled out and sprayed the remainder of his jizz on her cheeks.

"Damn, that wasn't a bad job there Gene," said Budge.

"Used that little cum bucket up good," Parker agreed.

"Cum bucket," said Gene. "My slutholes." He grasped Hellie's large breasts in both hands, squeezing and pinching and digging his short nails in. "My naked slutholes." He licked Hellie's sweaty back, leaned in and bent down to lick, then bite her ass cheek.

"Ah!" Hellie cried.

The door opened just then.

"All right boys. Your time is up." Officer Katie entered, holding a ring of keys.

Hellie looked over and met Katie's eyes. One of Katie's eyebrows twitched upward as she flashed Hellie a smirk. Then her gaze went to the men.

"Man, come on Katie," said Budge, and Parker hit him on the arm.

Gene stood, holding Hellie's breasts tightly as he pulled her body to him. "My holes," he said, by way of explanation.

"Gene, honey," said Officer Katie. "Visiting hours are over. I have to take the holes away but we'll bring them back for you soon, okay?"

Gene hesitated, then let go of Hellie.

"Here." Katie held out her hand. "Hand me those cuffs on the table there, we won't even make you wear them."

Gene handed Officer Katie the handcuffs, which had been left on the picnic table.

"What do you say?" she asked him.

"Thank you, Officer Katie," said Gene.

"You're welcome, Gene," Katie cooed.

Ignoring the guards, Officer Katie turned and set her sights back on Hellie, who was half standing, half-kneeling on the bench.

Hellie had been studying Officer Katie's face-- her full, neatly painted lips, her tired but sharp eyes that were expertly lined. She took in Officer Katie's gelled-back black hair, pulled up in a bun. She was small with well-defined curves, looked soft but strong. Regardless of her size and body type, she gave a distinct impression of "Do Not Fuck With Me." The men felt it, too...either that, or they had learned it.

Officer Katie took in Hellie as well-- her naked, bruised body, her bouncy hard-nipped breasts, the cum dripping down her thighs and the dried cum on her chin.

"Wow," she said. "You might make me sick." She tilted her head toward the door. "Up, slut."

The guards snickered as Hellie stood up, but were silenced when Officer Katie shot them a look.

"Turn around," she said.

Hellie turned, and the men all took one last look at her round, marked-up breasts, which jiggled and bounced forward as Katie pulled her arms back and forcefully put the handcuffs back onto Hellie's wrists.

"Let's go," Officer Katie said dryly.

The two women walked silently out of the visiting room and down the hallway.

Hellie didn't know what was happening here. But the feeling of Katie's perfectly pressed and starched slacks against her naked, sensitive ass and thighs as they walked was making her wet all over again. Her ass hurt, her knees hurt, and her wrists especially hurt. But she knew that whatever this woman wanted her to do, she was going to do it.

She felt her pussy squeeze inside.

She wanted to do it.

Officer Katie pushed and nudged Hellie through a door and into a stairwell.

"Up," she said, quiet but clear.

Hellie walked up the stairs in front of Katie.

"So," Katie said, speaking toward Hellie's back. "Were you into that in there?"

Hellie paused, surprised.

"Keep going," Katie said as though Hellie should already know. "Even you should be able to walk and answer a question at the same time."

"Um." Hellie continued up the stairs. "Yes."

"You've got jizz all down your ass crack," Katie said. "You're telling me you enjoy that?"

"Yes."

"Yes, ma'am," Katie corrected her.

"Yes ma'am," said Hellie.

"Go through that door."

"Yes ma'am." Hellie, her hands behind her back, approached the door handle. She turned sideways and nudged the handle down with her elbow.

"What's taking so long?"

Hellie turned as she pushed the door, unable to open it. Officer Katie was looking at her watch.

"Let's go, unless you want to suck on that filthy doorknob."

Hellie pushed the handle again and somehow managed to pull the door open.

"Wow, she can learn," said Katie. She walked through, and Hellie followed behind her.

Katie unlocked another door and pulled Hellie in by the chain of her handcuffs. She shut it behind her.

The room was small and empty save for a large leather chair.

"This used to be a cell," Officer Katie said. She came up behind Hellie and unlocked the cuffs, removing them again from Hellie's sore wrists. "Then they changed the layout of the facility. But I like the idea of bringing you in here, because you're here to be punished. Corrected, as they think we're doing here."

She turned and looked at Hellie's face. "Like you give a shit, right?" She began to undo her belt. "I could've taken you outside and done this in the parking lot." She removed the belt from her waist. "Bend over and touch the floor."

Hellie didn't hesitate, bringing her fingertips down to the linoleum.

"Step your feet apart."

Hellie did. She stared through her spread legs at Officer Katie.

"You're probably waiting for me to call you a good girl, like a little bitch would. Is that what you are? A dog? A little fuckbitch?"

Hellie swallowed, feeling herself dampen.

"You're my little fuckbitch today, and I don't do praise." Katie folded her arms and walked in a circle around Hellie. "Look at you. No brain. No dignity." She touched the side of her belt to Hellie's ass. "Spread your ass. Show me your asshole just like a filthy little bitch would."

Hellie reached back, grabbed her chubby cheeks and spread her ass open.

"I can't believe you let all those men use you like that," Katie said. "It's absolutely disgusting." She reached out and touched Hellie's pussy, right where it had opened just a little, right in Hellie's center and just inside of her entrance.

"Ah," Hellie gasped, her body wobbling and then straightening up again. Her legs were sore, her feet hurt, and the floor was cold. Still, she was wet.

And Officer Katie knew it. "Just a wet hole, aren't you?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Are you proud of that?"

Hellie bit her lip.

"You really do want me to talk to you like my dog. Speak!"

"Sometimes," said Hellie.

"Put your hands back down on the ground."

"Yes ma'am." Hellie let go of her ass and brought her hands down.

Katie's fingers traced along Hellie's pussy, up and down over her clit and then down and around her wet sticky slit. "I think the only things you know how to do are bend over or spread your legs."

"Yes ma'am."

"And that's what you're proud of?"

"Yes ma'am."

"You're not going to be so proud when your hole opens up one day and doesn't go back."

Hellie was taking deep breaths, becoming uncomfortable in this ongoing forward fold position but getting wetter from Katie's teasing.

"Y-yes ma'am."

Officer Katie held her folded belt in her hand. She drew her arm back and used the belt to whack Hellie on the ass.

Hellie yelped, feeling a welt forming.

"Speak clearly, bitch."

"Yes, ma'am! Aah!" Hellie cried as Katie hit her ass again, then her thigh, then her other thigh, then dragged the belt across both sides of her ass. She did this hard, and each strike stung.

"Ooh! Please!" Hellie cried out in pleasure and pain.

"Shut your cocksucking mouth, bitch." Katie nudged the back of Hellie's knee with her boot, and Hellie let herself collapse on the cold floor, panting.

"That's about as close to mercy as I get, fuckslut," said Katie, nudging Hellie's side with her boot as though Hellie were half-dead roadkill.

"Yes ma'am." Hellie looked up at Officer Katie. "I understand, ma'am."

Katie turned and went to the chair. She sat down. "Crawl to me, since you want to be an animal."

Hellie did, feeling her mouth water and her pussy gush as she got on her hands and knees and crawled. "Yes ma'am."

She crawled to Katie's chair and knelt before her.

Katie leaned forward and slid one foot forward, toward Hellie. "Sit on my boot."

Hellie looked up at her. "Ma'am?"

"Straddle my fucking boot, bitch. Put your pussy on this shoe and shine it up."

Hellie swallowed, and then she did. On her knees, she slid over to Katie's foot. She hugged her leg as she settled her bare pussy on top of the smooth, leather boot. Her ass and thighs touched and lifted away from the cold floor.

"There you are. Now hump, like a dog."

Hellie stared up at Katie's stern face and began to roll her hips, rubbing her pussy against the boot, pressing her clit and her pussy lips to the leather.

"You like that, don't you?"

"Yes," Hellie murmured. "Yes ma'am."

"You'd fuck anything huh. Even my fucking shoe."

"Yes ma'am."

Katie reached down and slapped Hellie's face, and Hellie moaned. "Little bitch. I'd say I rented you, but nobody here paid a dime. Because what's a used-up hole worth?" She slapped Hellie again, then shoved her fingers into Hellie's mouth. "I know you use this dirty hole to suck dirty dicks. I ought to make you eat some soap."

"Hmmm," said Hellie, drooling on Katie's fingers as they moved deeper. She was still moving rhythmically, riding Katie's boot.

"I wonder how many loads of jizz are leaking from your fuck-gash onto my shoes right now," Katie mused.

Hellie tried to swallow around Katie's fingers. She continued to hump, feeling more and more pleasure brewing inside her.

"You'd really cum on my fucking shoe, wouldn't you? Get up." Katie slid her hand back out of Hellie's mouth and throat.

Hellie stood.

"Come here."

Hellie came to the side of Katie's chair, and Katie pulled her body down over the arms of the chair and her lap so that Hellie was bent over her.

She easily poked two fingers right into Hellie's pussy.

"Oh god," Hellie whimpered.

"This little hole is getting loose," Katie said sweetly. She pulled her fingers out, making Hellie gasp, and then with both hands she spread Hellie's pussy open.

"Ooh," Hellie breathed, feeling Katie's gaze on the inside of her.

"You're going to be all stretched out soon, you stupid slut," said Katie. She blew on Hellie's pussy, her breath making Hellie shiver. She let go of Hellie's pussy and then slapped it, making Hellie yelp. She took her belt again and, without warning, rained blow after blow onto Hellie's ass and thighs.

"Please!" Hellie yelped.

SMACK! SMACK! The belt landed again and again.

"Shut the fuck up," said Katie calmly, thrashing her belt across Hellie's ass cheeks where painful red stripes were forming.

"It hurts!" Hellie cried.

"It's supposed to hurt, you dumb fucking whore." Katie tossed her belt to the floor and used her hand. Hellie screeched as her ass was spanked hard. "Is that better, bitch?" She spanked Hellie again, and again. "Look at this gaping little pussy just waiting for the next disgusting cock." She shoved her fingers into Hellie again without warning.

"Oh my god!" Hellie cried.

Officer Katie fucked her fingers in and out of Hellie, straight in and straight out, with no attention to Hellie's g-spot or the way Hellie pressed her pussy back onto her fingers.

"Take it the way you take every dick you see, little bitch," Katie murmured. "Your pussy's so stretched out, you could probably take five dicks at once, couldn't you? Let's see how you do with fingers." Katie pushed her four fingers into Hellie's wet cunt.

"Please," Hellie whimpered, feeling Katie's fingers inside her and trying to fuck them.

"Sorry bitch, your little cunt is too loose. I can't fuck a gaping hole with my fingers like this. How about five?" Katie squeezed her thumb into Hellie's pussy and Hellie moaned. "Come on you little cunt. It's just one hand. You can take just one, can't you?"

Hellie could feel her pussy stretch around Officer Katie's strong hand as she slid her knuckles inside her. Hellie made a sobbing noise as she squirmed.

"Oh god," Hellie whimpered. "Please."

With that Katie slid her hand out, ignoring Hellie's whines of protest. "Get the fuck off me, get back down on the floor."

Panting, her ass sore and her pussy on fire, Hellie stood and then got down and knelt again on the cold linoleum.

Katie smiled. "Did you think I was going to let you cum?" She shook her head.