Sexual gag | Women's Prison 12 | female bdsm stories

Pauline was naked on the balcony posing and turning as she taunted the male guards in the compound below. She missed Jenny - and the governor strangely enough and of course the sex that they could provide for her. Each day now never seemed complete unless she was subjected to sexual practices or beatings of some kind. How she had changed in the short time she had been here, her sexual knowledge and appetite had both grown tremendously.

She cupped her breasts and wriggled her hips to the leering faces below, safe in the knowledge that she was under the protection of the governor. The pumping charge she received from showing herself so blatantly helped a little to feed the craving for sexual stimulation. Pauline gripped the balcony rail and pressed her mons through the horizontal slats to the loud cheers of the guards below.

They had, and she knew it, been banned from any female contact in the governors absence. Not even the poor girls in the punishment block were available to them, it made it all the better for her. They would be hard and in need of female company and up here away from their clutches she could tease them mercilessly and that she was doing with the greatest of pleasure. She felt good about herself, better that she had ever done before, proud of her body and sexuality but more than hat - the way men all wanted her.

So involved was she in her flaunting that she hadn’t been aware that Mandy had entered the governor’s quarters and was standing behind her. The first she knew of it was the swift and expert way that Mandy clicked the handcuffs onto her left wrist and the other half securely around the balcony rail to imprison her there. A ripple of delight ran through her at the thought of the lovely Mandy using her body to satisfy the woman’s huge sexual appetite, male or female - sex was sex.

Working quickly Mandy clamped a second pair of handcuffs to her other wrist and again clipped them around the balcony rail to spread her arms wide. Her feet were pulled apart and cuffed to the lower part of the vertical slats to leave her bending and open, helpless and ready.

Whilst Mandy went back inside the quarters, Pauline looked down at the staring faces, searching the fronts of their trousers and thrilling at the obvious bulges that portrayed their excitement. She pouted and blew kisses to them further adding to their discomfort and longing. They couldn’t get to her; they could simply wish and want, that though excited Pauline all the more.

The louder than expected cheer puzzled Pauline; it wasn’t until she turned her head that she was even aware that Mandy had returned. Pauline gasped in shocked horror as Mandy held the huge cucumber up high to the delight of the shouting guards below. Pauline tensed and whimpered her fear as the female guard positioned herself behind and to the side of her.

The striking cold of the huge phallus numbed Pauline’s inner lips as it was pressed against them. The enormous girth stretched her pussy fully as it worked its way up inside her.

The guards went wild, cheering and howling their delight as Pauline’s face contoured in a mask of pained discomfort. Her mouth open and eyes wide in a stare of disbelief.

Up and up the long length of the cucumber pushed until no more would enter her.

“Now you can tease them,” Mandy hissed icily and began a savage in and out thrusting.

Pauline’s mouth hung open, she cried out and the guards responding with mimicked gasps of pain in high-pitched voices that turned to laughter as they watched. The violent thrusting jarred Pauline’s body as Mandy drove the huge phallus up and in, her hand battering against Pauline’s labia and clitoris as she gripped the thick vegetable.

As the pumping action continued, Pauline began to relax, accepting the great width and length inside her.

It felt strangely horny to be abused so and with all those hungry men below wanting and wishing it were their cocks ramming into her, she found herself becoming excited once again. Pinioned and spread, open and defenceless, Pauline’s body began to move with and to take-up the pounding rhythm. She grunted and arched her back, half-closing her eyes as the wonderful sensations began to flood through her. She was wet and in need now, a desperate need that surpassed any previous longing she had experienced.

Her head raised and she began to wail, she shifted her buttocks now to willingly accept the huge invader into her pussy.

As she opened her eyes momentarily Pauline saw that two of the guards had their cocks in their hands and were pumping frantically as they watched her. It was all too much; she felt the familiar flutters rippling at her insides and then the gripping surge of sweet sensation that signalled the imminent arrival of her orgasm. She screamed at it hit her, her body quivering and legs bracing to accept the wash of exquisite sensation as it tore through her. Pauline panted and sucked in air as wave after wave of terrific electric tingling sensation pulled at her senses. She grunted loudly several times and looked longing down at the guards as her legs buckled to slump her sated body against the rail.

It wasn’t as Jenny had thought it would be. She had expected to be welcomed by his hungry and lusting friends who would be only too delighted at her arrival. Just one man had greeted her, he was naked except for a pair of leather shorts that had a shaped elongation at the front to accommodate his cock and a black leather hood covered his head. His hairy chest and broad muscular chest, the studded wrist cuffs and the short thick leather strap that he carried gave him a sinister appearance that made her shudder fearfully.

He lashed at the back of her legs with the strap, a well-aimed blow that stung her soft flesh with searing pain.

“When you enter the next room bitch, you will not speak and you will comply readily with all instructions

His voice was equally as menacing and threatening as his appearance, he lashed at her legs once again to confirm the fact before leading her toward the next door.

Five naked men were seated on dining chairs a little back from a huge desk, their faces masked with tight-fitting leather hoods with just slits for the eyes, nose and mouth.

Jenny trembled fearfully as she was led forward to stand before the line of men.

“Cute little bitch,” one muffled voice uttered. It was tinged with accent - American Jenny felt.

She was turned and made to bend, her hands on the desk and her legs spread so that her backside was presented to the line of men. Her little skirt would certainly have pulled up as she bent and her tight panties would be on show to all.

“Naked or leave he panties on?” it was the man that had greeted her that spoke.

Jenny heard no reply but guessed the reply as the back of her skirt was flipped up to rest on her lower back. A blinding flash seared through her brain to confuse and to numb, it took a second or two for the realisation to hit her and for the pain to register. She bit her lip and tears welled-up in her eyes as the excruciating pain spread across her buttocks.

Again the thick leather strap stung at her soft flesh, the flimsy panties doing little to deaden the terrific pain she experienced as her body jolted forward with the impact.

Jenny clenched her teeth and braced her body determined not to cry out and to break the instruction of silence. Tears now rolled down her cheeks, this was savage and brutal, nothing even remotely sexual about it just sheer brutalised sadism.

Three more stinging blows landed before she screamed, a pitiful and wailing scream that portrayed her deep agony and misery. From the sound of the grunts of approval it seemed to her that they had been waiting for just that, she wished now that she had screamed on the very first lash and saved herself further pain.

Her panties were ripped roughly from her body; the leg elastic cutting into the crease of her upper thigh as it refused to break. More grunts of approval were heard as the silky buttocks were revealed, the wide red welts showing clearly on her white flesh.

Thick fingers gripped and pulled at her labia, spreading the lips painfully wide for inspection by the watching men. Her clitoris was pinched painfully to bring a gasp from Jenny as she sobbed softly at her abuse. The man gripped her shoulders and pulled her upright, turning her around to face her audience.

She stood passively as her blouse was ripped from her body, the front torn open to send buttons spinning in the air. Her skirt and bra followed in similar fashion to leave her naked and humble before them.

“Not pierced!” One man uttered in surprise.

“Nor shaved,” another voice said in disappointment.

It was as though the men were buying a horse or a car, she was simply an unimportant object in their eyes. Her good looks and shapely body really meant little to them, it hurt Jenny that they thought of her so. All her hopes of teasing and pleasing had been crushed, this she didn’t like one bit.

“Hands behind your back,” the attendant man said gruffly. “Head up and smile.”

Smile! Jenny thought, she felt anything but like smiling but she complied. Her eyes widened in horror as the man sprung open the nipple clamp with his thick fingers and held the open jaws around her left nipple.

She began crying openly now, her little body shaking with the heaving sobs as she resigned herself to the pain to come.

Her scream reverberated around the room, full of meaningful pity and agony rolled into one as the tiny serrated teeth bit into her firm nipple. The same was repeated to her right nipple before the man stood back and to the side of her. Jenny’s slight body shook as she sobbed. How could they? She asked herself silently, caning was pleasant at times but this! Raw agony that removed all trace of sexual context from the act.

The men watched her impassively for a full five minutes before the attendant stepped forward and removed the clips.

The relief to Jenny was great, as the blood flow returned to her nipples it caused them to tingle delightfully. A warming glow spread through her breasts and stirred her pussy to arousal - then she understood. It had been awful but now - now it took on a whole new meaning, she found herself looking at each of the men’s hard erections in turn.

The clamps were refitted and the searing agony returned to tear through her, but this time she didn’t protest inwardly, she almost welcomed the pain as a prelude to the blissful sensations to come afterwards.

“The slut is accepting it,” one voice said excitedly. He motioned to the attendant with a wave of his hand.

“Threads - add the threads.”

Thin black thread was tie to each of the clamps, Jenny gasped aloud when the attendant pulled on the cords to stretch her nipples outward from her breasts. Pulling so hard that it seemed that her nipples would be torn from her body. Exquisite feelings that were beyond description ran through her, her clitoris jolted in response to the pulling.

More grunted of approval were heard from the men as Jenny stood proudly accepting the wonderful sensations, her tears now long since ceased and replaced by a growing smile. A confident and arrogant stance that offered her defiance to the pain and the acceptance of their torture.

The attendant moved behind her and secured her wrists with soft hemp rope, he forced her arms painfully high up her back to rest between her shoulder blades.

The effect that his actions had on Jenny astounded her, it felt so good to be manipulated and humiliated.

Just the feel of the soft rope and the significance of being tied excited her greatly despite the discomfort.

The rope was passed over one shoulder, under her breasts and back over the other before being secured again to her wrists; even the slightest lowering of her hands to ease the aching pain pulled the rope harshly up under her tender breasts. Each slight movement of her body brought surges of beautiful sensations rushing through her and she found herself moving her hands down ward slightly to gain those feelings.

A wide leather belt was strapped around her waist, two short ropes attached to the belt hung down with straps attached to the ends, these were fitted around her ankles in turn.

When the ropes were pulled tight between her legs and adjusted they pulled hard across her pussy and clitoris in a crossing fashion that trapped her labia and erect little bud between them.

“Walk!” a thick and excited voice commanded.

The moment Jenny took a step the ropes pulled hard against her clitoris trapping it and dragging the ropes harshly down both sides of the hard bud.

Jenny gasped as the intense sensations ripped through her, she felt light-headed and unsteady. Almost instant orgasm it seemed so powerful and immediate was her body’s reaction. She took a deep breath and stepped forward again.

“Aaah!” She cried aloud as the second wave of force pulled the thumping sensations to her. Her knees felt weak and unsteady, her head spun and she lost control. Her body shook and jerked as the orgasm ripped through her. She was aware of them all watching and that simply added to the thrill. Jenny dropped to her knees, the rope pulling even more harshly around her clitoris as she shuddered in the most intense orgasm to date.

Mandy was on her knees behind Pauline as she leaned against the balcony rail murmuring softly in her post orgasmic state. The female guard gripped both of Pauline’s hips and began licking all around the exposed entrance of her anus.

Dancing spears of teasing delight rippled through Pauline, she arched again and braced herself as the tingling excitement returned to her still-wet pussy. She felt alive with sexual pounding, still savouring the after waves from her first climax Pauline shuddered as her second began to build immediately. She screamed her pleasure as the thick soft, warm wedge of Mandy’s tongue began to probe and push into her little entrance. Further in it moved, Pauline’s pussy gripped in little involuntary spasms of delight as her most private of places was invaded. She screamed as she came, nodding her head in a silent pleading of greater and better sensations.

A finger slipped easily in over her juices to probe inside her wet pussy. Pauline gripped it tightly with her internal muscles as the surges of sensation increased for her. She cried out and came to a crashing orgasm that shook her athletic body in little convulsions of delight.

“Mandy!” Pauline panted heavily afterwards. “That was so wonderful!”

The female guard stood, wiping her mouth with a tissue, she leaned close to Pauline’s ear and whispered.

“Now we let the guards up here.”

For a moment Pauline didn’t quite take in what she had said.

“Sorry - governor’s property,” she said quickly.

Mandy gripped Pauline’s chin roughly and jerked her head to face her own, she hissed venomously through gritted teeth.

“Well the governor isn’t here is he?” she sneered and leaned over the balcony rail to beckon the guards to come up.

Pauline struggled against the handcuffs holding her to the rail and began to scream, a long and wailing scream of total desperation and pleading.

Uncomfortable though the position was, Jenny felt a certain thrill in it all. Standing and bent at the waist to touch her toes, her wrists were tied securely to her ankles and her head down between her knees.

The men still sat, as they had been when she had entered, they had watched her throughout as though they were testing her in some way. Since her orgasm with the ropes, she had jogged on the spot for them, walked, bent, squatted and knelt without even a hint of explanation to guide her. The thrill she had received at doing all of this naked was marvellous, almost as though the wonderful orgasm she had experienced was being prolonged and extended indefinitely. The way their hungry eyes roamed her firm young flesh to probe at her breasts and pussy, her buttocks and her soft inviting mouth. Every glance was sexual, pure lusting that delighted her tremendously.

As the first lash of the cane struck her backside she merely grunted. The searing pain was tinged with raw sexual excitement and that was what she needed, to please them and to gain for herself those wonderful sweet sensations of arousal. Another lash stung at the backside and then another, moving slowly downward to stripe the cane across her exposed labia.

Two harsh lashes of the cane on her puffy pussy lips brought her close to her peak. Numbing pain mixed with an extreme feeling of sexual naughtiness filled her, Jenny found herself clenching her internal muscles as each hard blow bit at her body.

She came, gurgling her pleasure but unable to move an inch. The imprisonment of her limbs added to the force of the orgasm, unable to move at all the crashing waves of sensation washed over and through her to shake her slim frame.

For a full five sweet and blissful minutes they left her there to twitch and mew her contentment as the pumping sensations reduced gradually to a warming and comforting glow.

Roughly she was released and stood upright, the blood returning to her legs and arms as her head once again rose.

The attendant behind her slipped something over her head and forced it into her mouth - a gag with a ball in the centre the strap of which was secured at the back of her head. A padded mask then covered her eyes and ears excluding all sight and sound, she stood passively waiting what would come next.

The fourth guard had his cock buried up deep inside Pauline’s pussy, his hands gripping her hips to add purchase to his frantic thrusting. The previous three had all come almost instantly but this one was staying the course.

Pauline was fearful and tense, the dreaded guards were now at her, and she was helpless with no governor to come to her aid. She felt the fourth wash of sperm jet up inside her pussy and her fear increased, not the fact that so many were using her, it was what they would do to her afterwards that really concerned her.

The fifth was inside her now; he turned his hand and rested it against his lower stomach so that his middle finger drove up into her anus at the same time that he thrust his cock into her pussy. Pauline had to admit to herself that the combined using of both her holes at once was quite nice and would have been good in other circumstances.

Mandy was at her side, baring her breasts and feeding one of her erect nipples into Pauline’ mouth as another guard pushed up Mandy’s pussy from the back.

The whole thing was beginning to have a stimulating effect on Pauline; her fears lessened as the excitement of so many cocks using her started her build toward another orgasm.

Eight of them in all had their turn and shot their sperm inside her before she was allowed to rest, the copious quantities of sperm dribbling readily from her open pussy.

Pauline slumped exhausted on the rail, her next orgasm hovering so tantalisingly close but not quite there.

She froze in horror and whimpered when she heard the big Alsatian guard dog panting loudly and eagerly behind her.

In the total blanket of silence and darkness that surrounded her Jenny hung by her wrists, her feet clear of the floor. The ropes around her wrists burned her soft skin as her body weight pulled agonisingly on her arms. Slow and deliberate with long irregular pauses, this was how they had treated her over the last hour - or was it longer? She had lost sense of time and hung there in anticipation of their next move. A slap of the hand on her buttocks and then nothing, later, a cut of the cane across the front of her thighs to tune her readiness once again. Unable to anticipate or predict the next move held her in a state of suspended and floating pre-orgasm that was so very delightful. Her breasts had been caned, a single and electrifying cut that brought pain, as she had never known. Unsuspecting and devastatingly sudden in its application the lash of the cane had brought her whole body alive and expectant; but that was an age ago and nothing since. She felt her ankles being tied in a casual and unhurried fashion, these long pauses tuned her body and mind to expect something but what? That was the really good part - the unknown and being helpless to resist simply added to her high state arousal that had not been allowed to subside.

Sideways the ropes now pulled her ankles, parting her legs wide as she hung there. Hard and wide her legs were stretched until it seemed her hips would become dislocated. Again silence and no movement that she could detect. A light touch now on her pussy lips, sweet and warm sensations of such wonderful intensity filled her - a tongue - at last, she thought. It stopped as suddenly as it had started, a couple of licks and then nothing - the silent unmoving world returning once again. Her whole body ached and cried out for release, her need to come so great that it almost hurt but they would know that and would make her wait - this she realised.

She jerked her body involuntarily in tension as something nudged at the entrance to her anus. Warm and firm it wasn’t a cock she thought. It rested there menacingly and Jenny whimpered into the gag, her head seemingly filled by the hollow echo. She screamed as the hard cane struck across the sole of her left foot, the pain penetrating deeply and continuing for long after the impact. Again nothing, the throbbing ache in her body caused her to plead for release into the gag. Her eyes locked wide open within the mask as the tight circle of muscles around her anus began to open. A plug of some kind was forcing its way up inside her, stretching her little entrance painfully as it entered. Brutal and rough the plug was forced into her without a thought for her discomfort. Burning sensations and a fear of it moving further up inside her filled Jenny with a strangely sexual kind of fear.

Jenny panted into the ball-gag as the invader paused and rested just inside her. She was aware that her clitoris was erect and would be jutting out from between her stretched and open labia for all to see - she silently pleaded for them to touch it.

Each small movement the plug made on its journey up inside her was felt by Jenny, electrifying in intensity yet tinged with discomfort. At last it stopped and remained stationary inside her back passage, her internal muscles flexing in little spasms to grip and release on it. In her silent world Jenny began to sob, it wasn’t the humiliation and not the pain but simply the desperate need to be allowed to come to orgasm. Every part of her ached for it, each part of her needed it - she would do anything to end this suspended state of nice but awful limbo.

She screamed into the gag, her body jerking in convulsions as something touched fleetingly and lightly on her erect clitoris and then once again - nothing.

“Bastards!” she screamed venomously into the ball-gag. They were making her wait certainly but didn’t she deserve release now? Hadn’t they made her wait long enough already? Her body shook as she sobbed, miserable and so alone she wanted sexual release and they would be laughing at her demise.

Many minutes passed before she tensed again, a second and larger plug pushed up into her pussy and then was still. Inside her with only the thin membrane of skin to divide the two compartments of her body Jenny could feel the two plugs resting against one another.

A spiteful sting of the cane cut across her backside to jerk her body, her movement causing the plugs to rub her tender interior to sent thrilling shards of electric sensation to her brain. Twice more the can bit at her soft flesh to prolong her agony, Jenny felt she would faint, the feelings so intense and the need now greater than ever.

To her surprise the hood was removed and then the gag, they were all standing close watching her in her misery.

“Please!’ she begged pitifully as the gag pulled out from her mouth. “Please!”

They were all hard; their twitching cocks portraying the men’s excitement. One man stepped forward, a soft bristled paintbrush in his hand; he brushed it just once over her erect bud of a clitoris.

Jenny gurgled at the intensity of the sensations, a thousand little tongues stroking across it all at the same time. Again he brushed it and she screamed aloud, the pumping orgasm that had been building for so long now almost there. It hovered tantalisingly close and within reach. At the third stroke of the brush Jenny’s mind exploded in a flash of vivid colours. A surge of sensations ripped through her, her mouth opened and her head lolled to the side as the torrent of sensation charged through her. For many seconds her body shook and jerked in spasm, it took her breath and seemed to crush her chest before the warming glow washed over her. She panted heavily as the shuddering continued to end her long and blissful agony.

“Excitable little bitch,” one man observed casually.

Jenny began to laugh as they released her, the long awaited pleasure and the remark he had made seemed to her to be a misstatement and a conflict of meanings but it amused her much.

Pushed back onto the floor with her legs raised and apart one man knelt and slipped his cock into her grateful pussy. Another was offered to her mouth and her hands guided each to grip a stiff and throbbing erection. A dark blanket of sheer bliss covered Jenny’s mind as she worked her willing body on the men’s cocks all at the same time.

Gripping the balcony rail hard and bracing her body and stomach to prevent the bile rising Pauline steeled herself as the enormous dog was manoeuvred into position behind her.

A huge sigh of relief emitted from her as the dog’s long warm tongue began probing at her open pussy.

“Had you worried!” Mandy teased and laughed aloud. “This dog is a proper bitch in all the senses of the word.”

It was music to Pauline’s ears; she relaxed her body as the wriggling worm of flesh delved deep inside her to curl and to search greedily.

The sensations it produced took Pauline by surprise, she had felt revolted at the very thought but this -

this was something else completely. Her innermost depths normally out of reach of a tongue were touched and probed, the cold nose pressing against her anus added tingling feelings to amplify those already flooding through her.

Many minutes passed, the guard’s laughter and the dog’s enthusiastic licking were bringing Pauline close to her peak.

As the dog’s tongue moved back out of her it flicked and scraped across the tip of her erect clitoris before pressing hard and scraping the sand-paper like rough edge across the bud.

Pauline screamed in delight as the flat coarse pad dragged across her clitoris in long even strokes. She arched her back and ailed her extreme delight to the empty compound below before locking her body rigid as she came.

Still shuddering from the intense orgasm, Pauline felt her head being turned by the guiding hand of Mandy who planted a loving kiss full on her lips. The soft sweet touch of the female guard was a delight at that moment and when the tongue pressed inward into her willing mouth Pauline felt the initial flutters of yet another orgasm begin to flit through her.

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