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In the messhall, just a few nights later, a guard ordered Brenda to stand up. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, a leather collar buckled snugly around her neck and a chain attached to her nipple rings. The guard grabbed the chain and walked off, dragging Brenda behind her, and out of the crowded messhall into the dark night.

She led Brenda across the compound, out through the double gates and over toward the guards' quarters. There was a separate building for the four head guards, and she led Brenda into this building and into a room where the occupants were sitting around a table, drinking beer, smoking and playing cards.

One of them, the woman who had whipped Brenda in the field, rose from the table. "Thanks. We'll take her from here" she said, dismissing the younger guard. She grabbed Brenda's crotch and slid a finger into her cunt. "Feels like you're enjoying it already" she commented. She lifted Brenda off her heels by her crotch and hooked the chain on her nipple rings to another chain hanging from the ceiling. Brenda could not stand on her heels without her breasts being pulled toward the ceiling. Her nipples grew hard and she felt that familiar surge of excitement in her anus. The guard slapped her hard across her buttocks. "Don't mind hanging around while we finish our game, do you?"

Brenda hung around as the guards drank, smoked and continued to play cards. Every now and then, one of them would walk past Brenda on the way to the fridge or the toilet and give her a hard slap on the buttocks, thighs or pussy. Twice, her breasts were squeezed and once her clitoris was massaged for brief, exciting moment until, laughing, the other guards around the table told the fourth to "save some for later."

Eventually, the most overweight of the guards said "I reckon I could go a rimjob right about now." She stood up and walked over to Brenda, lifted her by her crotch and unhooked the chain on her breasts. Brenda's legs gave way beneath her and she slumped to the floor. The guard undid her trousers and pulled them off, then pushed Brenda onto the floor, on her back. She placed a foot either side of Brenda's shoulders, facing toward Brenda's feet, then squatted down over her face.

Brenda saw the guard's broad buttocks, saw the guard's hands grab her buttocks and spread them apart, glimpsed the pink rose of her anus as it descended, then tasted it against her lips. "Come on, get going" ordered the guard and Brenda's tongue began to lick and taste the soft flesh, the hot musky tang of the guard's anus. She felt hands grab her ankles and lift them, spreading her legs and the guard sitting on her face began to stroke Brenda's anus.

"That's it, stick it in, baby" said the guard as she stroked Brenda's anus. Brenda felt leather cuffs being buckled around her ankles and the feeling made her eroticism surge. She began to lick harder and attempt to penetrate the guard's anus. Only her shoulders and head were on the floor, and the cuffs on her wrists were unlocked, to be replaced by leather cuffs.

"Yeah, that feels good" said the overweight guard, and she suddenly stood up. Brenda's tongue reached out to try and tantalise her arsehole some more, and the other guards laughed. "We're only just getting started" said one of the guards, and Brenda saw that they were all naked, save for their boots and their belts, hung with whips and crops and truncheons. The tight leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles were each fitted with four steel D-rings. Her wrists were swiftly locked together in front and a chain, just long enough to allow her to walk slowly, was attached to her ankle cuffs.

"We're just getting started" said the tall, muscular guard who had whipped Brenda in the field, tugging on the chain fastened to her nipples, Brenda got to her feet and followed the guards out the door of their barracks and into the night. They led her across the guards' compound, to the obscene cheers and calls of the junior guards leaning out the windows and doors of their own barracks, and toward a small, wooden, barnlike building.

Inside the small barn were a variety of wooden frames, some cupboards against the walls and a hardpacked dirt floor with a scattering of straw. Brenda was led to a wooden frame in the middle of the barn some nine feet square, hung with chains at the top corners and a foot or so above the bottom corners. The muscular black guard let go of the chain on Brenda's nipples and grabbed her shoulders, turning her around to face the other three guards, standing square beneath the frame. The anticipation of her punishment at the hands of these women, the sexual tension of the last few hours, had Brenda's pussy dripping with excitement. She felt her pussy juice trickling down her legs as she watched a guard open one of the cupboards and remove a spherical object of thin tubular steel.

"This is just for fun, y'know, just 'cos it looks good" said the guard, a relatively petite woman when compared to the muscular black guard, the overweight white guard and the fourth guard, a lean, strong woman not unlike the Top Dog in her frame. She undid a clasp on the sphere and fitted half of it onto the back of Brendas collar, then attached the front half, clicking it onto the collar. The sphere was made of longitudinal tubes of steel, with a single reinforcing bar around in front of Brenda's nose, meeting at a central point atop her head and descending to a ring that was now fitted into the D-rings on her collar. In front of her mouth was a round ring, with clips attached.

"We can make good use of this, if we need to" said the petite guard of the ring while she attached a chain to a link on top of the head cage. She tugged on the chain, running through a pulley, and pulled Brenda to her full height, her heels barely touching the ground. The black guard and the lean guard approached her, removed the clasp from her wrists, stretched her arms out above and either side of her and cliped the chains to her wrist cuffs. They then pulled the other end of the chains through pulleys to stretch Brenda's arms out above her and secured the chains. The chain between her ankles was unlocked and her legs were pulled apart by the guards and secured to the chains on the frame. The guards pulled on the chains until Brenda found herself spreadeagled tight and hard between the chains on her wrists, ankle and neck, her weight supported on her toes, her wrists and, just a little, on her neck.

Brenda was acutely aware that, for the first time in the prison camp, she was completely at the mercy of the guards, utterly helpless and without any witnesses. Her nipples, carrying the weight of the chain, were swollen with erotic anticipation. Her clitoris was hard and her pussy continued to leak sexual fluids. The lean guard came up to her, saying, "We don't want this getting in the way" and removed the chain from her nipple rings.

The black guard unhitched her belt, removed her whip and flicked it in front of Brendas face. It was some two metres long, made of three thin strands of leather plaited together. She stood before Brenda, naked, strong and beautiful. She rubbed the handle of the whip against her own vagina and flicked it again, this time catching Brenda lightly across her hard, swollen left nipple. Brenda moaned loudly and panted in anticipation of something less teasing and more satisfying. The guard smiled and walked to one side and behind Brenda.

She heard the snap, the whistle through the air and felt the whip crack across the back of her shoulders. She cried out and writhed in her tight bondage. Crack! and the plaited leather lashed her again, slightly lower down her back. The guard kept up a slow steady rhythm across Brenda's back with the whip while the other three watched her with smiles. The overweight guard leered at Brenda, licking her lips and fingering her pussy. The other two guards lounged on chairs, enjoying the show.

The lashes moved slowly down Brenda's back and across her buttocks. They curled around each of her thighs and she felt the wind against her pussy as she bent her knees, spread her legs and pushed her hips back into the lash. The srike of the whip was hot and stinging and made her cry out. Each one raised the temperature of her eroticism and left her desperate for more.

The whip struck her across her thighs and her calves, then her buttocks again. Brenda felt the tip of the whip curl several times across her bottom to sting her on the soft, sensitive flesh around her pussy and her arsehole. She moaned with sexual pleasure and jerked against her bonds, against the cuffs on her wrists and ankles and the firmness of the collar around her neck.

The steady rhythm of the whipping paused. Brenda twisted around, wanting more. The guard walked slowly around to stand in front of her nad flicked the whip toward Brenda, catching her across the left breast on the very edge of the areola. Brenda cried out in shock and surprise, then moaned as she felt that familiar stinging heat in her breast, felt her nipple hardening with sexual desire.

The steady rhythm of the lash began again, across her chest and her breasts. Brenda moaned and cried out, her breath coming in large gulps and gasps. Her nipples thrust out, rock hard in their intensity, and her pussy leaked fluids that trickled down her legs. The whip struck her across her belly and around her flanks and crept closer to her tender, aching pussy.

The whip struck her once, twice, three times across her belly, lower and lower and she thrust her hips forward. Just as she craved it across her mound, however, it caught her across her thighs several times in quick succession. Brenda hung tingling on the edge of ecstacy.

"We haven't finished yet" sneered the black guard, and the overweight guard rushed forward, grabbed Brenda and sucked her left nipple, hard, with her lips, her teeth, her tongue. Her fingernails clawed Brenda's back and dug into her buttocks. She kneaded and squeezed and spread her buttocks then slid her hands up to Brenda's breasts and grabbed and squeezed them in her fists and suckled her nipple hard. Brenda shook and jerked and cried out under the intensity of the guard's sexuality. She felt as though her nipple was as sensitive as her clitoris and that she was on the verge of an orgasm.

Just as quickly, the guard switched her attentions to Brenda's other nipple. Her left nipple was swollen and tender, very sensitive and hard and erect. The guard pinched and pulled it while she suckled the right nipple, causing Brenda to moan and writhe under the almost-unbearable sexual tension. After sucking Brenda's right nipple to a swollen, quivering erection, her lips, toungue and teeth traced a path around her breast, across her armpit and along her arm, stretched taut within the frame. She left a trail of teeth marks down Brenda's flank, across her belly and pinched the puffy folds of her pussy, pulled them apart and blew on her clitoris. This made Brenda shake and cry out with such an orgasmic desperation, the guards laughed, and the overweight guard commented that they didn't want to get too carried away. She continued to pinch and pull Brenda's labia, though, while biting her thighs and hips.

The guard moved behind Brenda and grabbed her buttocks hard, pinching and squeezing and pulling them apart. Her lips fastened over Brenda's anus, and she sucked hard. Brenda moaned again and jerked her hips backward, panting loudly. The guard pushed three fingers into Brenda's pussy and massaged around the opening of her vagina. She stuck her tongue up Brenda's arsehole, shoving her face into the crevice between her buttocks as Brenda pushed back against her, grunting and humping her hips against the mouth that was tantalising her. She cried out as the guard bit her buttocks and continued as the teeth and lips traversed her back while the fingers massaged her vagina and a thumb pumped into her arsehole.

Brenda's skin was hot, tender and covered with love bites across the stripes left by the whip. She felt an enormous, erotic ache inside her body that craved release, yet was so perfectly fitting that she never wanted it to end. She felt the leather around her wrists, ankles and neck, stretching her body and holding her vulnerable to the women in the barn and she wanted them to take her vulnerability, to use it for their own and to take her with them, wherever they wanted to go and however they wanted to get there. She wanted to be pinched and squeezed and slapped and bitten and whipped and penetrated.

She opened her eyes. The overweight guard stood in front of her holding a long conical corskscrew. It was made of soft pink rubber, deeply grooved, twelve inches long with a small ball at the top, and two inches broad at the base.

"You'll like this" she said and squatted down in front of Brenda. Brenda felt the small ball slide into her anus and the corkscrew begin to turn inside her. As it did, her sphicnter was also slowly stretched, and Brenda moaned and moved again to the slow penetration of her arsehole. She bent her knees and thrust her hips toward the phallus as it filled her bowels.

"That's a tight fit" said the guard. "For now." As she stepped away, the tall, muscular guard came forward. She held up a thick, black dildo about seven inches long with a large, smooth pointed head.

"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out" ordered the guard, and pushed the dildo through the hole in the front of the head cage and into Brenda's mouth. Somehow, she managed to get a strap around the back of Brenda's head, and buckled it to the dildo and the base of the dildo to the attachments on the cage. Brenda could not move her head inside the cage. With the dildo filling her mouth, she felt incredibly helpless - and even more horny.

"I think this can be turned a little further" said the guard and twisted the corkscrew deeper into Brenda's arsehole. She groaned behind the dildo gag as she felt her arsehole being spread further. The guard picked up a black leather device from the table and stood in front of Brenda.

"This is our special strap on" she announced. "This is, of course, the belt. Here in front is what we call the Warden's Special" and she held up the dildo. It was as thick as the dido gag but at least twelve inches long. "On the inside, we've this knobbled piece to rub against our clitoris, and these two dildos for our cunt and arsehole. So, the faster and harder we fuck you, the more fun we have. A nice piece of design, don't you think?"

Brenda's nipples throbbed and her pussy and arsehole felt hot at the thought of what those dildos would do for her. She watched eagerly as the two guards who had been spectators until now prepared themselves. The petite guard fitted her feet into black patent leather platform boots. She then bent over the table and spread her legs while the muscular guard zipped the boots to above her knees, and stroked her pussy. She then buckled the belt of a strap-on around the petite guard's waist, then pulled the hanging strap between her legs and inserted the dildos into her pussy and arsehole. They were quite thick, if not as thick as the dildo meant for Brenda, and the guard took her time inserting them, fucking the petite guard for a few minutes while she moaned pleasurably, rotating her hips against them.

The muscular guard buckled up the strap-on and spanked the petite guard's buttocks. She then began attaching her own strap-on, with the assistance of the petite guard who, when finished, knelt down and gave the dildo a blow-job while the other guard beamed. They both then approached Brenda and each took a hold of one of Brenda's breast, squeezed them between their hands and sucked her nipples hard, harder and more intense than the overweight guard had. She moaned and cried out behind her gag, feeling on the verge of the long-awaited orgasm.

"Mmm, she lactates. Might put some in our morning coffee" said the petite guard. The two guards kissed each other passionately, then the petite one stepped behind Brenda, who trembled with the anticipation of the hard fucking she craved. The muscular guard pinched and twisted Brenda's hard, swollen nipples, while her comrade roughly massaged Brenda's clitoris. One dildo prodded her belly and the other rubbed between her buttocks, while she jerked her hips back and forth and tried to lift her cunt over the hard black phallus.

Hands slid away from her clitoris, back over her hips, across her buttocks, and she felt the corkscrew being removed from her arsehole. As the ball popped out, fingers slipped inside her stretched sphincter and lubed her. Then she felt the thick head of the dildo slide into her rectum and she groaned with pleasure and pushed her hips back to take it. The petite guard fucked her arse slowly with the head of the dildo, then pushed Brenda's hips forward.

Brenda watched the muscular guard bend at the knees and felt the dildo slide down over her belly, her vulva then rub against her cunt before the guard rammed it inside her. She screamed her pleasure this time and tried to take more of the dildo in her cunt but the guards were in control. They began to fuck her in rhythm, one dildo penetrating her cunt, then withdrawing before the other fucked her arsehole.

Brenda settled into their rhythm, her hips moving back and forth as the dildoes fucked her, pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust. For Brenda, it was sweet ecstacy to be fucked like this, bound and helpless, her flesh alive with heat and sensuality from the ministrations of the first two guards, her body crying out for satisfaction. This was her satisfaction, one she realised she had been craving since she arrived at the prison farm.

The petite guard squeezed and kneaded Brenda's buttocks, pulling them apart with each thrust up her arsehole. The muscular guard continued to pinch her nipples, pulling sharply on them each time she pumped the dildo into her cunt, causing another spasm of pleasure to shoot through Brenda's suspended, bound body. The guards were enjoying their work, using the fucking to maximise their own pleasure, as they ground themselves against the knobbed rubber inside the strap-on and felt the dildos inside themselves.

Behind them, Brenda saw the overweight guard watching her intently and fingering herself, bent over a chair as the black guard spanked her repeatedly with a leather paddle - herself, never taking her eyes off Brenda. Their obvious pleasure in her ordeal made the sensual heat surging through Brenda's body flood to every extremity, to her hands, her feet, her hard, swollen nipples and every inch of her bare, vulnerable flesh.

Th two guards fucking Brenda began to lose themselves in their own sexual passion and began fucking her with wild abandon, pounding into her cunt and her arsehole with their enormous dildoes and slapping, spanking and pinching her helpless body. Brenda bit down on the gag and roared, a deep, guttural roar of wanton ecstacy as an enormous orgasm built up within her. The pressure of her orgasm pushed her libido higher and higher, even as the dildoes lifted her body higher, the pressure built within her and within the two women shoving their dildoes deep into her body.

Brenda's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave and shot through her body with an electric surge of pure sexual energy. The two guards came in sympathy and the three women shook and screamed for several minutes as the enormous pent-up sensual pressure was released in wave after wave of ecstatic bliss.

After all their energy was drained, the guards leant against Brenda, recovering their breath. Eventually, the muscular guard stood up, pulled her dildo out of Brenda's cunt and then sucked each of Brenda's nipples, sucked them hard. Her nipples were already swollen and sensitive from the pinching, twisting and pulling they endured during the fuck, but this sudden contact shook her again with its passionate intensity. The petite guard then withdrew her dildo from Brenda's arsehole more slowly. She walked around to face Brenda and held up a metal rod toward her nipples.

"An extra-special something for you" she said, and pressed a button on the electric cattle prod. The charge shocked Brenda's nipple and she screamed, but whether from pain or pleasure she wasn't sure. The guard shocked her again, she screamed again - it was on the borderline, but definitely pleasurable.