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Lola gasped and trembled. The hulk in the cell looked terrifying, a mass of flesh, sweaty [missing text].

  “Don’t wanna answer me, huh?” Alice chuckled. Then, before Lola knew what was happening, she unlocked the cell door, swung it open, pushed Lola in and slammed it shut again. “See how you like screwing Fuckhead!”

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Lola almost fainted as the immense, fat, slobbering heap of flesh stood up and stared at her through a dirty beard that reached halfway down its chest. She fell back against the bars, hearing the laughter and taunts of the other prisoners. Alice leaned back on the table to watch.

  Meathead started to laugh, a deep wheeze that sent more quivers of terror through Lola. His massive chest heaved as he pulled his belt out of his pants and wrapped it around his fist, all the time staring at his victim.

  Meathead slumped back on the seat and struggled with his filthy pants. Then Meathead pulled his cock out and something in Lola broke open. Meathead’s cock was tiny, only a few inches long, even though it was as stiff as a board. Suddenly he looked pathetic as he shuffled toward her. She stifled a giggle as he lifted the belt and lashed it across her shoulders.

  “Sit down, bitch!”

  The lash of the belt was painful, but nothing compared to the strokes that Lola had taken, and all it did was break the last control over her haze of rage, she did something she would never have dreamed of doing earlier that evening. With perfect aim, she kicked right on his balls with the shoe toe of her shoe.

  He howled, lunging for Lola, the belt lashing her to her knees. He roared in pain, lifting the belt again, using both hands to try and beat Lola senseless.

  For a second, terror overcame Lola as the enormous man beat her down. But her head cleared fast, her rage surged again, and she reached up, grabbing his balls in one hand, twisting for all she was worth.

  Meathead howled louder, lashing her shoulders. She twisted his nuts, driving him across the cell. His howls turned to screams as his balls were twisted and crushed in Lola’s furious grasp. He tried to lash her again, the belt hanging in the air, but he lost his balance.

  With a sickening thud, his head hit the stone wall. He moaned, rolled, bit the floor, his head lolling as he gasped for breath.

  Instantly Lola stood over him, her high heel at his throat, digging in. He tried to move, but he didn’t have the strength to grab at Lola’s ankle.

  Lola stared at Alice who was at the cell door, trying to look as if she was still in command.

  “Get me out of here, bitch?” Lola snarled, twisting her heel in Meathead’s throat.

  “What the fuck for?” Alice taunted. “You wait till he wakes up, he’ll kill ya!”

  Suddenly the whole cell block was silent.

  “Before he wakes up, I’m gonna drive my heel into his neck and kill him,” Lola said, twisting harder.

  Meathead gurgled and moaned, his legs spasming on the floor.

  “So fuckin’ what?” Alice sneered. “You wanna do time for murder?”

  “I’m not supposed to be here.” Lola smiled. “Unless you wanna explain why I’m here to your bosses, the judge and jury.”

  She knew she had Alice. An inquiry into what an innocent housewife was doing in a police cell, her flesh whipped raw, raped and beaten by prisoners, would bring the entire police department down.

  Alice snarled, but she reached for the keys and unlocked the cell door.

  Lola took her heel off Meathead’s neck and left him there, groaning and tossing on the floor.

  “Now get the fuck over there,” Alice snarled, but she sounded uncertain.

  In one movement, Lola grabbed Alice’s hair, twisted her around and slammed her into the table.

  “Listen, cunt, we’ve got some things to settle!” She grabbed the riding crop out of Alice’s hand.

  “You stop that! What the fuck! Gimme some help, guys, or you’re in trouble!” Alice screamed, but even all the prisoners had retreated to their cells and closed the doors. They knew it could be trouble to be mixed up in this cat fight.

  Lola found the cuffs and clicked one of them around Alice’s wrist.

  “You bitch, I’ll kill you,” Alice screamed, but she couldn’t break Lola’s grip.

  Suddenly the cuffs were clicked around a leg of the table, and Alice was helpless. She tried to pull herself free, but the second cuff clicked round her other wrist.

  Alice screamed and struggled for all she was worth, but she was held down on the table, her body spread face-down.

  Lola felt a flood of wonderful revenge surge over her. She grabbed Alice’s ankles, cuffing them to the table legs until the policewoman was spread-eagled, her body tossing wildly.

  “I’ll kill you!” Alice screamed.

  “You bitch, you ain’t going anywhere!” Lola laughed and pushed the short black skirt up over Alice’s jerking ass. “Not bad for a cop.”

  Lola chuckled, enjoying herself enormously as she ran her hands over Alice’s trembling flesh.

  “Stop it, bitch!” Alice screamed, her ass [missing text].

  Lola pulled one of Alice’s black garter straps away from her thigh and let it slap back in, laughing as Alice swore at her again.

  “Let’s see your tits, huh, lady?” Lola giggled and climbed up on the table, grabbing Alice’s hair, puffing until Alice’s arms strained painfully against the cuffs that held her to the table legs.

  Lola pulled Alice’s jacket aside, only left with her shirt, ripping the buttons off it, keeping her grip on Alice’s hair with her other hand.

  “You fucking bitch! I’ll kill you!” Alice wailed as her tits spilled out.

  “Nat bad, whore!” Lola laughed, running her hands over Alice’s tits, enjoying the policewoman’s terrified struggles. She twisted Alice’s nipples until Alice moaned with pain and gasped, her face going white. “I’m gonna whip your ass to shreds, bitch!”

  Lola slid off the table.

  “No, you can’t no, you can’t!” Alice screamed, craning her neck as Lola picked up the riding crop.

  “Who thinks this cunt should get her ass whipped?” Lola asked, parading up and down the line of cells, slapping the crop against her thigh.

  “Yeahhh!” several of the prisoners snarled, staring at Alice as she struggled on the table.

  “Okay,” Lola said, then turned, her high heels pivoting on the stone floor.

  “No, no, you can’t, no — aaaggghhh!” Alice screamed as the riding crop lashed into her jerking ass.

  Lola let her have it with all the force she had, whipping Alice’s ass until the once perfectly white globes were a crimson mass of pulped flesh. Alice screamed endless wails of pain, screams of rage that turned to pleading long before Lola’s fury was anywhere near satisfied.

  Finally Lola stood back, her tits heaving, her fingers working over her wet pussy, her eyes glazed.

  Alice no longer was weeping and sobbing. Her body hardly twitched. She was almost unconscious. The skin of her ass was split in several places and blood oozed out. Her face was white.

  She walked over to where Joe still hung on the bars and ran her hand over his cock. “You wanna shoot in her mouth?”

  “Fuck, I’d do ten years extra for that!” he gasped, pulling against the cuffs, his chest heaving with emotion.

  “I don’t think you’ll haveto do anything.” Lola laughed, taking the cuffs off his wrists and ankles.

  He rubbed his sore flesh, grinning as Lola reached down and fondled his cock, pulling the leather straps off it, slowly easing his cock and balls free.

  “Kiss me, big boy, I like the way you fought the bitch,” Lola murmured.

  He kissed her, their mouths clinging together as she pulled the bonds off his cock, gently caressing his prick in her expert hands.

  “Careful lady, I’m so fuckin’ horny!”

  “Sure.” Lola giggled. “But you gotta promise to fuck me later!”

  She ran her eyes over his wonderful, young, strong figure and her pussy went wet with desire.
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br />   He gasped. “Sure, lady, you got it. Anything you want!”

  Lola laughed, leading him back to the moaning Alice by his cock. She picked Alice’s head up by her hair again and grinned down at the once-proud woman’s tear-stained face.

  “You’re gonna suck cock, bitch!” she snarled.

  “No, please, no, I can’t stand cum!” Alice wailed. “I can’t stand it! I can’t, I’ll die!”

  “Go ahead, die if you want!” Lola said. “But your ass is gonna get it until you suck him off, bitch! And you know how I love whipping your ass?”

  “No, no, please, anything, but not that,” Alice begged.

  Lola laughed and Joe pushed his cock at the woman’s mouth. Alice screamed, twisted any, then screamed in utter agony as the riding crop lashed her an, beating into the already pulped mass of flesh.

  It only took three strokes before Alice’s mouth sank down over Joe’s cock. He gaped, thrusting deep into Alice’s throat and the helpless policewoman gagged, choking on his thick meat.

  “Suck him, bitch!” Lola snarled, lashing Alice’s struggling ass again.

  “Aaaghhh! Help!” Alice wailed, her mouth running down over Joe’s cock again, her whole body twisting in agony.

  The men in the cells stared, many of them rubbing their cocks. A stream of cum gushed out over the stone floor as Lola lashed Alice.

  All of them watched as the screaming, toeing Alice took Joe’s cock into her mouth and sucked it, her body squirming in horror.

  “Fuck, I ain’t gonna be able to hold out long!” Joe gasped. “She got me so fuckin’ hot, the bitch!”

  “Oh, fuck, honey, just shoot when you want!” Lola laughed, whipping Alice’s helpless ass. “I’ll give you a real blow job later. If you give me a real fuck!”

  “Jesus, I’ll fuck you all night, lady?” he groaned, his cock speeding up in Alice’s sobbing mouth.

  “You got it! Now come all over her face! Let the bitch have it!” she roared with enjoyment, whipping Alice’s ass as Joe grabbed the policewoman’s hair and shot streams of cum into her mouth, then all over her face.

  Alice nearly passed out. She jerked in absolute tenor as the hot gushes of jizz splashed into her face ad ran over her lips. Her screams got muffled as Joe rammed his cock into her mouth and shot more hot fuck juice into her throat.

  Joe groaned with pleasure, his balls shooting out all the spunk he’d had held in for so long.

  “Oooooh, yeah, yeah!” he gasped. “Oh, fuck, that feels good, shooting in this bitch’s mouth!”

  He held the screaming, wailing Alice tight, pouring the pent-up cum over her mouth, her cheeks and eyes. As a final insult, he rubbed his cock over her face, smearing his cum over her cheeks and into her mouth as the last dribbles of jizz ran out of his piss-slit.

  “How you like that, cunt?” He pushed his cock back into her mouth and made her suck him clean. He pulled his cock out and Alice’s head dropped back onto the table.

  “I’ll get you two!” she moaned, trembling at the horror of having cum all over her face.

  “Sweatheart, we aren’t even supposed to be here,” Lola said, grinning at the bound policewoman. “I’m taking Joe with me, putting up his bail and you’re gonna drop all charges. If you got any sense. You don’t want me explaining how I got to meet him in court, do you?”

  Lola laughed and picked up her coat.

  “Come on, big boy,” she said, nodding at Joe.

  He pulled his pants up as Lola put her coat on, and they headed for the door.

  “Hey, Miss,” Mickey called from his cell. “You think you could lock us back in? Then they can’t blame us for what happened to her.”

  Lola locked all the cells even blew a kiss at Meathead who was slumped on the floor of his cell starring blankly at her.

  “Now for my daughter and that fiancee of mine!” Lola hissed.

  Lola slammed the car door as she got out and strode up her driveway, Joe close behind.

  Lola smiled as she saw Flint coming dawn the stairs with a packed suitcase in his hand. Behind him, Yvette crouched back, terror on her face.

  “Now listen, Lola, don’t try that shit on me,” Flint said, blocking her way.

  “Yeah, right!” Lola snarled, then lashed him with the riding crop. “Where’s that fuckin’ whip?”

  “You’re not getting it!” Flint snapped, still standing between Lola and Yvette.

  Lola lashed his shoulders, but he didn’t move and she stopped, admiration in her face.

  “So, you can take it!”

  “You’re not gonna get hold of Yvette. I trained her, so you deal with me!”

  Lola stepped back into the living room, waiting as Flint and Yvette came down and joined her. Yvette still crouched behind Flint, her little white dress in disarray, crumpled and creased.

  Lola tapped the riding crop in her hand as she watched him. He suddenly looked desirable to her again but who also wanted Joe, and she wasn’t going to give anything up [missing text].

  “She’s got to be disciplined,” Lola said. “Sure, but she’s my slave,” Flint replied. “She’s my daughter and I discipline her!” Lola snapped. “I’m gonna need you to get more little sluts like her to discipline!”

  “Ah I see,” Flint said, his hands on his hips. “And what about him?”

  He nodded at Joe.

  “He’s mine!” Lola snapped. “At least until I get him off the charges.”

  Flint grinned. “So you wanna train little bitches like Yvette.”

  “And fuck any man I want.”

  “We could get a deal going here. Training bitches take more than one.”

  “Try me!” Lola snapped. “Come here, girl!”

  “Please, no, Mommy! No, lease!” Yvette moaned.

  “Do as your mother said!” Flint pushed the helpless little blonde forward.

  Yvette shrieked in horror as she fell to her knees at her mother’s feet.

  “The whip?” As she held out her hand.

  Flint opened the suitcase and took it out. “Please, Mommy, no! Please, I only did what Flint wanted, please!” Yvette wailed, clutching Lola’s ankles.

  “Try kissing your way up my legs and we might get somewhere!” Lola took the long-tailed whip from Flint.

  Instantly Yvette did as she was told, running her mouth up over Lola’s skin, kissing her mother’s flesh, moving up toward the hot gash of her cunt.

  Lola turned to Joe. “You in on this?”

  “What can I do, lady?” he grinned. “You put up my bail.”

  Lola grinned and sat in a chair, letting her coat fall open, puffing Yvette’s head deep between her thighs. “Suck my cunt and learn!”

  Yvette obeyed at once, running her tongue over Lola’s pussy, licking up the cum that still oozed out of her mother’s cunt.

  Lola slid her legs up onto the chair arms, her whipped ass thrusting out arrogantly as Yvette licked and sucked her cunt. “Get your ass up and pull that hair up out, of the way!”

  Yvette moaned and wept, but she obeyed at once. She straightened her legs, bending at the waist, her mouth close to Lola’s cunt, licking and sucking. Her trembling hands reached back and pulled the white dress up over her ass, exposing it for her mother.

  Lola lashed her daughter’s back and let the tail whip her, cutting into Yvette’s flesh.

  Yvette screamed, then her mouth sank onto her mother’s cunt, sucking for all she was worth.

  Lola gave a sigh of pleasure, lust pouring all over her. She whipped Yvette again, getting a real jolt of excitement as Yvette screamed.

  “Tell me what a good girl you’re gonna be!”

  “Yes, yea, Mommy! Be good!” Yvette’s ass lurched as the whip curled over her back.

  “Aaahhh! Yes, Mommy! I’ll be real good!” Yvette screamed.

  “Good!” Lola sighed with satisfaction. “Flint, fuck her ass as she sucks me off! You can still get it up, right?”

  Flint grinned, pulling his already-hard prick out and pushing it into t
he squirming crack of Yvette’s ass.

  “And come here, big boy,” Lola said to Joe, taking his cock out and caressing it with her hands and mouth. “Mmmnn! This is gonna be fun!”

  With a spasm of lust, she came as Yvette sucked her pussy and wailed at the force of Flint’s cock ramming into her ass.

  THE END