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The next morning the guards again entered the cells. They freed the exhausted oversexed girls of their restraints and took out the vibrators, but they cuffed their arms behind their backs to prevent them from masturbation. In the cells they were given some food, but hardly any drinks to compensate for their loss of fluids. Then they were retied and visited by Madame Joelle or the guards for further training.
Randomly they entered the cells where the girls were kept in solitary confinement with an assortment of tiny vibrators and dildos. They knelt on the bed between the spread legs of the prisoners, viewing the exposed cunt and clit. Expertly they manipulated the oversensitive parts of their bodies, sucking their breasts, using the vibrators on their engorged clits or working them inside their slippery wide open fuck holes. The girls screamed, moaned and begged to be released, gyrating their hips in an effort to ease the terrible desire in their molten triangles. Some tried to hide their upcoming climax until it was too late, but their experienced torturers immediately stopped their stimulations. Often pain was inflicted, by biting or whipping, to get them accustomed to the combination of pain and pleasure. When they were left after five minutes to half an hour the girls were in a state of terrible arousement, enhanced by some vibrating balls or vibrators left in their cunts. Usually they wept of disappointment, begging to be fucked, to be used, anything to make them come.
The next morning saw all girls completely exhausted from lack of sleep and mental and physical exhaustion. Their pubic areas and breasts were numb with overexcited nerves, their wrists and ankles raw with the tearing at the cuffs and their voices hoarse with screaming. The whole night a subconscious whispering came from the loudspeakers, accompanied by ecstatic moans. If you listened closely, it was the word 'obey' in severals languages.
At noon Madame Joelle visited each girl a further time, clad in a leather habit with high heels and carrying a riding whip which one end was shaped like a male organ. When she visited Caro the girl was lying exhausted on the cot, panting with exhaustion from a sleepless night, her buttocks raw with the constant scraping against the mattress. First Miss Madame Joelle bent down to look closely into the face of the worn out girl. Eyes closed, with dried tears on her cheeks, the dry tongue trying in vain to lubricate the open mouth. "Ohh my poor dear" she cooed. "How are you?" The girl mumbled something in German. Something like "fick..fick..fick" . "My poor dear, I know how you are. Don't worry, I've come to help you" she said soothingly, running her fingertips gently down her belly, circumventing the pubic area to explore the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. The overexcited girl moaned and spread her legs, inviting a more intimate contact with her heated cunt lips. "Tell me, dear, what do you want? Tell me, I am with you! Tell me!" she murmured. "Fick mich. Fuck Fuck Fuck" the hoarse voice mumbled. "Tut, you have not earned this yet, mon trésor. First, you have to do something for me. Obey! Obey! You want to do this? You want to do something for me? Yes?" "Oh yes, please, I do, I do" the desperate girl sobbed. "I want to have my cunt licked. You want to lick my cunt, ma petite? Yes, my cunt?" Madame Joelle whisper while she lubricated the tip of the dildo-whip on the protruding clit. "Yes oh yessss, I want to lick your cunt , please let me lick your cunt, pleeeeeaaassse," the despairing girl cried, trying to hump in the fat knob of the dildo. "You really want to lick my cunt?" Madame Joelle asked cruelly, obviously basking in the desperation of her victim. "YESSSSS, pleeeaaasse", Caro wailed. "D'accord, mon choux", Madame sighed. Mounting the bed she kneeled over the face of the immobilized prisoner and placed her barely shaved cunt reeking on her intimate fluids directly over the panting mouth. While she held the whip at one end she slowly rubbed the artificial penis up and down the girl's runny slit. Trying to make the most of it Caro slid down to increase the friction and bucked wildly. "Ah, not yet. You promised", her vicious master said, breaking contact and lowering herself on the face below. Despondently Caro started to lick the large slit of the woman, clumsily and inept. But her dry tongue rasped wonderful against the inner lips and the clit, making Madame Joelle shudder in lust. Yes, this job had its rewards. Bucking her hips back and forward she buried her victim's nose and mouth in her slit, bringing her to the border while almost suffocating the girl. When the oral administrations did not please her she beat the wide-open slit of her prisoner or cruelly twisted the engorged nipples. To ease the pain it she immediately stuffed the dildo into the open fuck hole, suppressing the cries. Pain and pleasure, pleasure and pain, a time-tested approach to submission. When her lust level had reached dangerous height Madame Joelle dismounted her plaything and stood again beside the bed. Disconnecting on leg after the other from its tie she recuffed them next to her hands to the headboard. Forming a crushed U Caro offered a unrestricted view on her puffy cunt lips, her protruding clit and gapping fuck hole. At the same time her puckered asshole was clearly visible. Taking advantage of this position Madame Joelle again fastened the tiny strap-on vibrator in Car's hungry hole. But this time she added a small lubricated ass vibrator which she slowly and carefully pushed into the girls back hole. "Noooooooo" Caro screamed as she felt the cold tip against her exposed entrance. Bucking wildly and squeezing her sphingster muscle she tried to prevent this thing to penetrate her. No chance. Murmuring "relax, my dear, relax and obey" Madame Joelle relentlessly pushed forward the tiny tip until the whole device was embedded in the fleshy tube. Quickly it was fastened and switched on. Then she left the cell to move on the her next 'patient'. Realizing that she had no chance Caro relaxed and tried to ignore the intruders in her body. But the little pests soon began to do their work, humming relentlessly against her sensitive inner linings, making her shudder with unattainable desires.
In the evening Madame Joelle had finished her tour. Exhausted yet relaxed by three orgasms she was working on her last patient, Patricia, the French girl, when she was interrupted by a guard. Le Patron was on the phone. Calling in the guard to finish her handiwork by introducing the whimpering Patricia to the pleasures of anal penetration, she left the cell and walked half naked on her high heels to her office. Le Patron informed her in his brusque voice that two more prisoners were to arrive tonight. Gleeful she acknowledged the order, reassuring him that the processing of the goods were in time. As usual the line went dead without delay. Absentmindedly she sat on her desk, planning ahead when she caught herself stoking her wet slit. Fucking the young 'putes', though rewarding, had left her with a craving for a real hard cock. Briefly she sorted out the available options. Picking up her phone she called one of the guards known for his competent equipment. When the guard entered the room he was presented by a Madame Joelle who leaning over the desk with her uncovered backside pointing at him. She was clad in her usual working habit - high-heeled boots, black long gloves, a black leather corset that pushed her breasts up and out and nothing else. Some cunt hair was sticking out between the lower part of the cleavage between her slightly saggy cheeks. She looked around and just commanded, "Viens!" Paul shuddered inwardly but did not hesitate to advance to the waiting woman. While he preferred the young 'putains' down at the cells he knew that he wasn't going to have them for the next day. Besides, he was slightly afraid of Madame, as she had a good connection to Le Patron and a quite intimidating aura. He freed his eager cock, already painfully hard from the ecstatic screams of the horny prisoners that could be heard even through the thick doors. All guards were looking forward to the training of the girls which was the biggest, though taxing reward of the job. Without delay he mounted the ready woman and immediately began to pump, staying deep inside her cunt-pipe as he rutted against her in short sharp humping motions as she moaned beneath him. His hands slid beneath her and gripped her massive tits, jerking her up against his short thrusts.. When she came after a short time she screamed like a pig, squeezing his prick like a vice. He had hardly relieved himself when she shoved him out, his shiny dripping cock still hanging out of his zipper, with orders to prepare two cells for new prisoners.
The girls in their sexual frenzy hardly heard the new protesting inmates pushed into their cells, shocked and dazed. Directly afterwards the medical check-up began in which the guards could get rid of the terrible horniness they had developed during the treatment of the prisoners. Without inhibitions they took turns gang-raping the immobilized and naked girls in their cunts and mouths, often using the same girl several times. One of the girls, a French, obviously had a itch for this sort of sex and almost asked for more while the other , an brunette from Canada wept throughout the procedure. Surely this would be obliterated in the training. These girls were directly isolated in their cells because the training of the other prisoner had already advanced and Madame Joelle had to cut corners to bring them up to the level. They would receive and extra strong dose of drugs and special training to speed up the process.
A third night with almost no sleep but erotic hallucinations had left the girls disoriented and on the verge of madness. Time for the next stage.
Caro woke up from her daze with a start when the things in her numb cunt and ass were switched off and removed. Looking down her body she stared at her once blond pubic hair between her straining thighs. Her once blond fur now was dark with sweat and juice. She was insensitive to the permeating odor of her eager cunt. Looking around with unfocussed eyes she saw Madame Joelle in her domina outfit sitting on the cheap chair while a fully clothed guard looked down on her from the door. "Wasser...wasser" Caro croaked. She didn't know for how long she hadn't had a drop of fluid. "Sure, my dear. You will get what you want. But I need a little gift from you . Do you want to obey? Gehorchen, you understand?" "Ja...ja...ich gehorche" the desperate girl croaked. "Bien" the cruel woman replied. Holding a glass of water in her hands she nodded at the guard. Quickly Caro was untied. Gratefully she let down her legs, easing the strain from her stiff joints. "Come here" the woman ordered, shaking her glass. Caro did not move, the pleasure of lying without ties overcame her terrible thirst for a moment. CLAP. A sharp pain flooded her breast. She yelled and instinctively tried to cover her breast. CLAP. Another stinging blow on her back. Yelping she looked up. The guard stood over her, a riding crop held up, ready for the next blow. "Obey and come" the woman ordered sharply. Slowly Caroline eased herself on the floor. When she tried to strand she received another blow with the crop. Screaming her legs gave in and she tumbled on the floor. "Come here. Now!" The cruel voice commanded. Desperately she tried to get up. "NO! Crawl!" the voice ordered, backed by another cruel blow across her back. Hardly understanding what she had to do she moved forward an one hand and legs, the other hand trying to cover her hurting ass cheek. Fortunately she was left alone on this slow and torturous crawl. When she reached the boot she looked up the sole of the boot was dangling over her. "Lick my boot" Madame Joelle ordered, wriggling her foot over the face of her uncomprehending victim. "LICK" she thundered as another painful strike landed on her red ass. Desperately Caro started to licked over the proffered sole, rasping uncomfortably over the rough leather. "Good pet .... yesss ... up there" Madame Joelle cooed as she put down her boot the let Caro also lap the ankle. "You obey? You always obey?" she asked gingerly as she swirled the water before Caro's eyes. Hardly comprehending the girl nodded, hoping to quench the terrible thirst in her mouth. "Good .. you will be rewarded. ..get up .... NOOO .. kneeel !" she thundered when Caro tried to stand. When the girl was on her knees in front of the sitting woman, the pitiless woman nodded to the guard. Wordlessly and without meeting any resistance he again cuffed Caro's hands behind her back. Then Madame Joelle placed the glass against her lips, allowing her to drink in only tiny sips. When the glass was empty she refilled it two times, making the girl beg for it. Noticing that her victim was feeling better Madame Joelle advanced. "More?" she asked. With hope in her eyes the girl nodded. "Fine. Get it. But now you have to work for it". With these words she nodded to the guard standing next to the door. Caro turned her head. The guard was standing beside the bed, working his stiff prick which emerged from his open zipper and grinning expectantly. Obediently Caro moved over on her knees, not even bothering to get up. Engulfing the stiff member with her lips she started to pump him, slurping in the fat male meat. Enjoying the exciting view of the young blond head bobbing back and forth and the most pleasant feelings emanating from his groin he quickly reached his climax and flooded her sucking mouth with his cum. In her thirst for liquids she swallowed the salty fluid to the last drop. "Good girl. Now come here" Madame Joelle ordered as if she was a little pet. Obediently Caro moved back to the sitting woman. When she was kneeling in front of the woman Madame Joelle spread her legs and ordered "Lick". Meekly Caro leaned forward an without any inhibition buried her nose in the smelly crotch of the elder woman. Madame Joelle closed her eyes. This one learned fast. Her tongue danced around the entrance of her fuck hole, sometimes burying her tongue in the wet tube, sometimes stimulating her sensitive clit. When she felt an orgasm approaching she yelled "Stop". Anxiously the knelling girl drew back, expecting further punishment. Smiling benevolently she patted her head and said reassuringly: "Good pet. You get your reward now. On the bed!" With difficulty Caro climbed back on her bed, her hands still cuffed behind her back, lying down on her breasts, tired but alert. Madame Joelle smiled and rose to her feet. She picked up a strap on dildo and stepped into it, pulling the straps up over her ass and snapping the big thick thing in place over her own cunt. Then she joined Caro on the bed, positioning himself between her spread legs. Pitilessly she slapped Caro's ass. "Up with you ass". Caro didn't understand the order, tried to get up. Harshly she pushed her down. "Up with your ass, bitch". Understanding Caro lifted her shapely back high in the air, unashamed spreading her knees. "Do you want it, ma petite?" Madame Joelle cooed. "Do you want it? Do you want a hard fuck?" "Yes." "Do you want it? You have to answer louder." "Yes. Yes." Caro moaned. "Beg. Beg for it." "P... p... pl... pleeeeaaasee!" she sobbed. "Pllleeeassssssssse!" "Please what?" "P... please fuck me! Pl... pleeeaaseee ffuuuucckkk meeeeee!" she wept, her ass pumping violently. Madame Joelle held her dildo in her right hand. It was too thick for her to get her hand all the way around, but she held it in place against Caro's cunt crack. She placed it just inside, then seized Caro's hips in her hands, her strong fingers digging into the flesh and locking the young woman in place. Then Joelle slammed her hips forward with all her strength. She jammed her rubber fuck-tool deep into Caro's cunt. Caro screamed as if stabbed. She tried to crawl forward, then tried to get up. Joelle held tightly to her hips as she forced the terrible thick cock rod deeper into the girl's fuck-pipe. Caro was sobbing hysterically as pain tore through her system. Her cunt was being ripped open by the fat cock.
Then she slumped to the bed again, shaking as the last few inches of rubber cock were driven into her body and her cuntlips pressed against Madame Joelle's. Madame Joelle left the thick cock in place for a few moments, then drew back, sliding the dark gleaming rubber out of Caro's clinging cunt sheath She pulled it half way out, then slammed forward, jamming it back inside, and bringing another shout of pain from Caro. She ripped open Caro's cunt-pipe with powerful thrusts, sawing the horse-cock in and out of the tiny fuck hole until it had loosened. Then she fucked with longer strokes as Caro stood still, trembling like a terrified puppy. It was not fear that held her so. Her body was beginning to respond to Madame Joelle's rough, brutal fuck strokes. So long aroused, so long denied, it took little to turn the crackling fire between her legs into a white hot inferno of lust and desire. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. She spread her legs wider and began pushing back to meet the savage stabbing lunges. Her face twitched, and her head jerked to one side, then to the other. Her cunt throbbed powerfully, sending searing waves of steamy sexual energy through her body. She jerked spastically, then stiffened. Her eyes opened even wider and she held absolutely still. The only sounds in the room were the SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! of Madame Joelle's lower belly meeting her buttocks and the sucking wet sound of the rubber cock tearing in and out of her. Then Caro began moaning, a low keening sound at first that began building in strength and intensity until she was screaming at the top of her lungs, howling and shrieking in maniacal ecstasy and glory. Her body exploded, shards of sexual power blasting through every part of her system. "AAEEEEIIIIIIII!!! OHHHHHH! OHHHHH! AAAEEEERRRRGGH!" Caro screamed. "AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!! GHUH! GHUH! GHUH! GHUH! GHUH! GHUH! FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCKKKKK! AAARRRRGGHHHHH!!!" Her body shook and thrashed, bucked up and down and rocked from side to side. Madame Joelle hung on, her body tossed and pulled by the twisting, shaking, convulsing, teenager. She continued to pound her rubber cock down Caro's fuck-box as the blonde girl slammed her ass from side to side and jammed it back on the impaling rod. "NNNNGGGGHHHH!! AAAARRRRRGHGHHHHHHGHHHHGHHHH!!" Caro's cunt sizzled like burning flesh. She shook and bucked and tossed from side to side. Her upper body jerked up and down, then slammed back briefly against Madame Joelle as she sought to arch her back. She dropped forward on her shoulders again, her tied hands opening and closing as she hammered her cunt back against the skewering cock-tool. Then her legs gave way and she dropped onto her face on the bed, still rutting her ass back against the driving cock as she pounded her face into the bed and grunted repeatedly in a high pitched voice. The grunts became weaker and weaker, and her movements started to ease. After almost a full minute, she lay there impaled and unmoving. Finally Joelle pulled herself free and left the room, the huge dildo bobbing obscenely between her legs.
The other girls performed equally well. Especially Consuela impressed even the hardened Madame Joelle with her unrelenting quest for sexual fulfillment. When she finally was allowed to come she screamed like a girl possessed, her eyes rolled back and Madame Joelle almost feared for her health.
In the afternoon a fresh and springy Madame Joelle and her guards started the second round. They knew from experience that the submissiveness of the girls was only temporarily and had to be reinforced. For the second round one or two guards were selected for each 'patient'. Armed with handcuffs, whips and various vibrators and dildos they entered the cells and woke up the exhausted girls. First they were fed with some low protein food and juices spiced with drugs. When the drugs started to befuddle their minds they were again fastened to their beds. They hardly offered any resistance, already subdued and resigned in their fate. Only Patricia and the English girl, one of the newcomers, offered some stronger resistance.
Vivien the English was the one who resisted most against the sexual torture that was in the store. Trying to close her legs the guards were forced to spread them brutally. One brought a vibrator down to her red-haired crotch again, clicked it on and then slowly sank it into her moist cunt hole, pushing it deep inside despite her violent screams until only the tip remained. After a short time the expected effects appeared and the girl was again moaning and twisting her naked body. Now the stage was set for the next round in the training. The guard took a small vibrator and placed in at the entrance of her ass. Despite the strong feelings coming from the inside of her cunt she knew what was in the store for her. Though she had already had the experince of a male rod in her back hole she screamed at the top of her lungs as she tried to evade the penetration. "Nooooooo, don't do this to me! Leave me aloooooooonnee." No chance. The tiny vibrator easily forced its way into the second hole. When it was firmly lodged he waited until the screams subsided before he switched on the vibrator. Moaning pitifully the girl tried to push out the molester, but she soon began to accommodate to this feeling, which wasn't so unpleasant after all. After several minutes the guard couldn't keep them in place as the girl writhed in complete ecstasy. Now for some further action. Quickly he replaced the two instruments with a particular dildo. Again Vivien screamed in pain. Her guts cramped around the ten-inch long, thick rubber dildos stuffed into her cunt and rectum, and held up inside her by a belt. The dildos were in two parts. A number of tiny, but very powerful batteries were in the base of each dildo and their energy caused the two parts rotated in opposite direction. Then they left the hapless girl to look after the next victim. When they returned after two hours Vivien was closing and spreading her glistening legs frantically in an effort to make her come with these terrible things inside her. Holding her for a moment the guards threw a hidden switch. In addition to the rotation the very tip of the dildos was metal, and electric power started to spark through it into her body every few seconds, each time setting off a tiny explosion of pain inside her tormented body. Now the squeals no longer were set off by the stimulation of her lust centers but were caused by pure pain at the most sensitive part of her body. Again and again she shook as the batteries discharged into her crotch. After fifteen minutes she thought she couldn't stand it any more. Mercifully it was switched off. As she opened her eyes she saw Mrs. Madame Joelle in her leather costume bending over her. "Obey, just obey" she murmured. "Will you obey?" "Yes, yes" the completely exhausted girl murmured. Madame Joelle waved to a waiting guard. Kneeling in front of the cot he presented his half awake cock to the worn-out girl. "Lêche moi" he ordered. Straining her head she sucked up the tip into her dry mouth and began to work on him with her tongue. Slowly his cock sprang to life while he lazily followed the desperate efforts of the girl, offering no help. Moving her head back and forth within the limits of her bonds she swirled her tongue around his tip. Down below Madame Joelle had started to massage her protruding clit delicately to restore the sensitivity of her nerves. When Madame Joelle felt that the English was ready again she restarted the rotation of the little machine. Vivien continued to suck off the stone-hard prick when suddenly its head expanded and its contents erupted into her dried out mouth. Swallowing down the fluid she started to moan around the hard meat as down below Madame Joelle used a tiny vibrator on her clit. She had the little pink organ trapped between the two vibrators and rubbed them lightly from side to side. The girl sobbed in despair, her breathing increasing again, her body beginning to shake and quiver with renewed need. The guard withdrew satisfied. Expertly Madame Joelle manipulated the furrow amidst the reddish bush. Vivien's breath came in strangled gasps and her chest rose and fell furiously. She arched her back and began to whine. Quickly Madame Joelle stopped both vibrators again and Vivien burst into tears, her body racked by miserable, wet sobs. Again the subjugation continued. "You want to come, my dear little puppet? Yes? Beg and obey! Bed and obey!" "Please, please, pleaaaase let me come. Please!" the desolate girl cried, wriggling her ass up and down and using her cunt muscles to increase the friction. "Will you obey? Will you obey?" the cruel mistress insisted. "Yes, yes, yesss, I will obey" Vivien wailed. "Well you shall have your reward." Unbuckling the belt and taking out the double dildo she inserted another artificial prong into her cunt. Then she turned around her will-less victim, uncuffing and recuffing her hands. Fastening the artificial dildo to her crotch Madame Joelle lay down, placing the cock back into her enlarged ass hole and driving it deep from behind. She began to fuck into Vivien again, her tits rubbing against her back as she slid up and down Vivien's body. She drove the cock into her little hole, feeling it crushing against something hard up inside the girl's belly, but unable to slow down or ease off. Madame Joelle felt the tube's resistance wavering, one moment weakening, one moment strengthening, and knew instinctively that Vivien was coming. Vivien arched up her ass onto the impaling rubber cock, moaning and sobbing with pleasure as she came with an orgasm, the first initiated from her rear hole, her tired, aching body bouncing and shaking through the fiery climax.
This procedure was likewise performed on all girls until they agreed to obey. Afterwards they were allowed to some sleep while the equally tired guards rested. Then they prepared for the training towards a more refined sexual servicing.
After a quick and brutal waking up the prisoners were allowed to use the pot and were fed with some hardly norishing cereals and juice spiced with low concentrations of the drugs. Madame Joelle needed to see how much they already had been broken in.
Then they were marched into a room that looked like a conference room clad only in their grey prison garb without any underwear. The room contained a desk and plastic chairs arranged in a half cycle. In a corner some strange racks and tables were standing. Madame Joelle was waiting for them at the desk while they were herded in. "Sit down" she commanded in a harsh voice. Obediently they sat down. The chairs were designed in a way that they could lounge back; making them involuntarily spread their legs slightly. Several girls coyly covered their breast and crotch as four guards assembled behind Madame Joelle. "Stop that! Uncover yourself," she ordered. Frightened the girls obeyed, dropping their hands. "Never do this again. If you do this again you will be severely punished." "Now let me introduce you to some rules. You are here on charges of a violation of the drug law and will be able to learn more about sexual practices during your stay. I.." "Mais je comprends pas ..." the French girl interrupted her. "Ta gueule! Shut up! "Madame Joelle thundered. "Je veux.. " After a short nod two guards advanced and pulled up the protesting girl. They dragged her out of the room. The remaining girls rested frightened in their seats, straining their ears while Madame Joelle let them listen. "Fiche-moi en paix ..non...noooonnnnnn ... pas ca ... AAAAAHHHHHH " they heard her cry. Then a barely audible mechanical humming started. Slowly the cries subsided until suddenly short yelps of pain came through the door. The guards returned, closing the door behind them and shutting out the cries. " Every prison needs to have rules. You have just learned the first rule: never speak until you are allowed to speak. Further rules: never cover yourself with your hands. You always must obey to any command or wish from the wardens or me. You are not allowed to touch or satisfy yourself. Is that clear?" Caro timidly raised her hand as if she was in school. Madame Joelle nodded. "When can we see a lawyer?" she asked submissively. "In due time, my dear" the answer came in a voice which did not warrant any further questions. " Come forward" she ordered. Anxiously Caro stood up and came up to the desk. "You are going to learn the first lesson. You all are already quite adept with sucking off a man. But there are still things to learn. Jules!" she called forward a guard, good looking, well built, with a strong face. He stepped forward up to the waiting Caro, undressed and looked expectantly at Caro. Caro looked back at the impressive muscular frame and its well-developed tool. Right now it was hanging limply down but started to grow in anticipation of the action to come. "What are you waiting? Take him in your mouth!" the impatient Madame Joelle ordered. With a side-glance to her friends Caro knelt down, picked up the half-erect prick and started to suck. "Stop", thundered Madame Joelle, "don't you know a thing? Peel back the foreskin and slowly work with your tongue. Let him see and feel what you are doing!" And so it went on. Caro heard of the sensitive spots of a male penis, his testicles and how to stimulate them. She received a stern warning and a slight slap on her buttocks when she tried to deep-throat and ended up coughing and spitting. However, she was allowed to try it again the next time. She also learned to hold back the male orgasm until Jules couldn't retrain himself and shot his load all over her face. "You stupid git, always, ALWAYS drink a man's cum! Always drink a man's cum unless he asks you not to do! Now wipe it off and clean him up!" Caro was ordered. Obediently wiped the white goo off her face and chin and licked off the fingers. Then she also cleaned the still impressively thick prick.
"Now I want you all to show what you have learned. Come forward and kneel down. Allez!" Frightened the nude girls obeyed and went down on their knees next to Caroline. Mme. Joelle motioned the guards forward. More came into the room, some grinning expectantly. When every girl had a man standing in front of her they heard the next command: "Start! Burt I warn you: if you make him come within ten minutes you will regret it!" Rising on their knees they unzipped the flies and lowered the warden's pants. Some men stayed with their trousers at their feet, some stepped out of them. Then the girls fished out the meaty poles and began to work on them, making wet, smacking sounds, as the men groaned with lust. Carefully they licked and stroked them, always keeping in mind the dark warning of their master, After ten minutes Mme. Joelle declared to be satisfied and that they could finish their jobs. Quickly the girls masturbated the rock-hard pricks into their closed mouths until salty jets of sperm spurted into her mouth. Obediently they all swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his hot, spicy semen, closely observed by the suspicious Mme. Joelle. "From now on you will always suck off any cock that will be offered to you, without hesitation. And never forget to drink it down! Now put on your skirt and proceed to pick up your food."
Obediently they put on their flimsy garment. Outside they stopped. Patricia, the black-haired French girl, was kneeling nude in the rack they had seen earlier, blindfolded and tied up so that she could not move. The screams had subsided because her lips were sealed around a thick black dildo. A tube connected the end of the tool with a bottle containing a white fluid. The liquid seemed to be pressed down through the dildo into the immobilized mouth. They could see the dildo blow up and deflate in a slow rhythm while Patricia was swallowing repeatedly. But this was not the only machine. The humming they had heard came from a small electric device positioned behind her kneeling body. Her widely spread legs offered an unrestricted view of a fat vibrator which was driven slowly in and out of her obscenely stretched cunt. But it seemed as if Patricia did not mind this use of her body. Rocking back and forth she tried to impale herself more on the penetration rod, wailing vociferously through her gag. "That will wait for any uncooperative girl. Keep it in mind!" With these words they were ushered into the cold dining room where they picked up some food and juice. All conversations were prevented immediately by the guards. Directly afterwards they were driven back into their solitary cells. Feeling incredibly horny they all lay down to relieve themselves of the terrible heat between their legs.
Hardly two hours later Caro was woken up by a load banging against the doors. After the shattering orgasm coming from the fingers rubbing furiously her clit she had fallen asleep. Looking up she saw that the food shutter was open and a rigid penis was looking through. Again she heard a load banging and a rude voice commanded: "Alors, putain, suce-moi. Viens." Half understanding she got up, her thighs still wet from her love juice, and knelt down before the door. First she lubricated the sensitive tip with her tongue tickling it, teasing it before she wrapped her lips around the turgid meat. Deeply she inhaled it until her chin struck the cold metal of the shutter. Pumping away she slid the tongue around the sensitive lower side until she felt the telltale sign of the head expanding. Moments later her mouth filled with the man's love juice. As a compensation a glass of juice and a tin bowl of cereals was shoved through the shutter. Thirstily Caro drank down the juice to rinse her mouth and wolfed down the meager meal. Hardly had she finished when the loudspeaker blared in Mme. Joelle's voice: "Everybody sleep" . Right afterwards the lights went out. Wearily Caro got into her cot and fell into a disturbed sleep, often interrupted by masturbation. Two hours later the lights went on. Confused the girls woke up, unsure of their internal clock and themselves. Again they found a waiting prick lurking in the shutter and waiting to be satisfied. After having done their carnal duty they were let out of the cells to be driven to the eating room. The rack where Patricia had been hanging, was empty, and a dishevel Pat joined them, bleary-eyed and tired. Her hands were still handcuffed behind her back. .She told them she had been hanging in the rape rack for ages. Her cunt was sore from the constant fucking. At the same time she was unable to come, yet incredibly horny. Maybe somebody... "Arrète. Ne touche pas ta moule. Don't touch." A guard intercepted when Consuela wanted to help out her companion. With a miserable look Patricia sat down, rubbing her naked and wet cunt against the surface of the bench.