This story is posted on the Literotica website; the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. This chapter picks up right where the second one left off...it is good as a standalone story, but I would recommend reading chapter's 1 and 2 if you haven't done so already.
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Mylo Dickenson entered the warden's big office and surveyed his handy work. The warden's naked wife lay face down on her husband's desk with a handkerchief stuffed in her mouth and held in place by one of his neckties tied tightly around her head. The rapist had gagged her at some point during his earlier assault as she was screaming and crying too loudly; not knowing who might wander into the building, he muted her, not wanting to take any chances of them being discovered from the first floor lobby.
Her narrow wrists were cuffed behind her back and the only clothing item that remained on her spectacular nude body were her 4" heels, which due to her bent knees, were pointing up at the ceiling as another of her husband's neckties connected her ankles to her wrists behind her back.
She struggled against her restraints as indistinguishable cries escaped her muffled mouth.
As Mylo strolled up behind her, the redness of her well-spanked tight little ass framed her swollen pussy lips from which a slurry cocktail of their combined juices oozed out onto her husband's desktop. He contemplated taking her yet again, but decided if he was ever going to attempt an escape from San Quentin Prison, the time was now.
But that inviting pussy was impossible to ignore...
Mylo had to admit, that the warden's wife was one grade-a hot piece of ass. After 18 years in the big house, he'd come to accept long ago that his big cock would never again have an opportunity to ream out another tight wet cunt. But as he stood here now, admiring the robust creampie oozing out of her gaped pussy lips, he couldn't help but wonder how the stars had aligned and provided him with such good fortune. He'd already pumped a couple of big loads into the gorgeous brunette and despite her objections; she'd climaxed on his big dick a handful of times herself. Mylo had fucked enough squirters to realize after her first one, the warden's wife's quim was an unabashed little gusher.
The huge head of Mylo's massive cock began to swell and that familiar yearning formed in his ever-churning balls as he looked hungrily upon her. He contemplated his choices at the moment: Untie this bitch and attempt to break out of San Quentin Prison, probably getting killed in the process
or
stick his big fucking cock back in the hot slut's tight dripping hole and plant another deep load where only
he
had ever deposited one (
well two actually, but who's counting)
previously.
He opted for door number two...
well not literally
, that fun place would have to wait until later.
"HEY CHIEF, REST UP FOR A BIT! CHANGE OF PLANS!" Mylo yelled out to the tortured handcuffed warden in the adjacent room.
Mylo roughly pulled Liv Rawlins' sexy hips back to the edge of the desk and gave her a hard spank. The sound from the heavy impact and his wife's muffled cry was loud enough for the warden to hear. Mylo pounded her sodden pussy lips with the head of his rapidly swelling cock, splattering their previous cum cocktail across her husband's desk. He then pressed the bulbous knob against her hole and smeared the thick gruel up and down the crack of her gorgeous ass, paying special attention to her asshole. He had inserted one of his big fingers in there earlier, causing her to moan through her gag and squirt all over her husband's desk not long thereafter. He contemplated breaking in her puckered sphincter now while her husband listened, but he wanted that to be a longer, more drawn-out process that that mother-fucker would be forced to watch. Right now the rapist just wanted to drain his heavy balls again.
Her tight, wet pussy would do just fine for that purpose.
Mylo lined himself up and shoved the huge head between her juicy lips. The warden's wife groaned loudly as Mylo proudly observed a thick wave of their combined juices get displaced, ooze out around his veiny dick, and finally splatter on the concrete floor at his feet.
Liv Rawlins couldn't believe this man was capable of having sex again so soon. While she knew he had nearly 20 years of pent up sexual energy flowing through his muscled body, the idea that he could recover so quickly after ejaculating so recently seemed inconceivable. She'd been amazed that he'd remained rock hard after his first climax and had fucked her so thoroughly for what seemed like forever before exploding a second time, but doing it again now was impossible to fathom. Yet here he was stuffing his long thick rock-hard cock back inside her again.
Their earlier fucking had been one of the most emotional experiences of her life. Her knowledge of who was assaulting her and the brutal means by which he was doing it was the scariest thing she had ever endured. Handcuffed and stripped naked in her husband's office and then being bound and raped on his desk was a terrifying fate she never could have imagined in her worst nightmare. The fact that it was a notorious rapist with a massive penis administering her assault made it all the more torturously frightening.
But after the horrifying act had begun, the scariest part wasn't the rough physicality or the filthy dialogue Mylo Dickenson inflicted upon her unrelentingly. No the scariest part was the way her naked body responded to the depravity while her husband lie injured and unconscious in the room next door. The young wife experienced incomparable pleasure unlike anything she'd ever imagined...all from an evil man who by all accounts should never have had sexual intercourse again in his life.
The life-sentenced felon clearly made up for lost time when he took her more aggressively and confidently than any man ever had. And in spite of her reluctance and unending pleas for relief, she couldn't help but respond when he repeatedly did things in pleasurable ways she'd never known possible. Every bite of her nipples or spank of her ass sent erotic chills through her body that, in addition to the unimaginable enjoyment his magnificent cock provided deep within her, eventually moved the young wife toward climax after climax.
And these weren't just ordinary orgasms. These were cums unlike anything Liv Rawlins had ever known; every nerve ending in her body experiencing such sated enjoyment that each climax culminated in ejaculations that had only previously occurred on the rarest of sexual occasions.
Mylo Dickenson made her squirt like a fountain every time she came.
Now here he was fucking her hard and fast yet again. He was so deep, the fat head of his cock reaching places she'd only ever experienced once before...less than a half-hour ago. The same feelings of undeniable pleasure permeated her overworked pussy.
