Fucking Great

The air reeked of sex, the various guys watched and cheered with enthusiasm as Ashley's tits swung back and forth with each enraptured thrust Beckett could deliver with every fiber of his being. His mind had disconnected with the reality of the situation, he was the fucking champ.They were idolizing him, with envy and jealousy.

With a taunting gesture to one of the mirror shards watching from down the corridor he hammered into Ashley, as her long serpent tongue danced alluringly up the bars of the first cell she was leaning forward against.

“You hear them! Give'er.” Ashley shouted to an increased chorus of cheers.

Chris Beckett groaned loudly as he pressed his cock as deep as he could and struggled to cum, to no avail. His cock burned with a need to cum, his legs already beginning to ache from the strain of his rigorous attempts so far. Panting for a moment he swallowed hard trying to think of the last time he had ever fucked someone so hard, then dismissed the thought as he slowly began to saw his cock in and out, staring at the inmates with spite, feeling unusually proud and ambitious as he leaned forward and reached around to fondle his fellow officer's breasts. Pulling her upward to show off just how fantastic a woman he was fucking before them he froze as the door to the cell block opened. Reality crashed in on his sex crazed fucking as he realized just how much trouble he could be in.

“Don't worry.” Ashley cooed as Lisa entered with a blanket enshrouded woman, smiling delightfully at the two officers engaged in the same actions she had just partaken next door.

“Aren't you two good enough to eat.” Lisa brazenly uttered eying Ashley up and down. “Don't mind me officers. I'm just providing a little treat to your audience.”

Chris remained kind of frozen, he slowly sawed his cock irresistibly into Ashley. All while eyeing the impressively tight uniform on Lisa as his mind began thinking of fucking her too.

That is until the blanket dropped off of the woman she was escorting. The pale skinned slender girl kept her arms clasped across her chest, originally appearing as if trying to modestly cover up, one hand reaching down between her legs. But it soon became apparent she was rolling her breasts beneath her arms, while fingering herself.

Laura bit her lip as she continued to be bombarded by sensations and images of the Idol's recent conquests, current corruptions, and suggested ideas. Her tattooed skin seemed to ripple as the shadowy silhouettes shifted positions, and shape.

Watching Chris fuck Ashley amplified the sexual euphoria burdening her, she knew this was happening, more so than the jail guard falling to the Idol's legion. But she also knew her place. It had come to her as she finally broke down and begged the succubi fucking in her cell block to free her. To liberate her soulful burden.

But she was guilty, and her submitting to the Idol denied. She had desired it stopped.

Removing the cell keys from the guard with some seductive kissing along his neck Lisa smiled brazenly as she sashayed over to the door to the first cell, enjoying the sex crazed hands cravenly reaching for her through the bars. Turning her back and leaning against them Lisa relished the five guys trying to paw at her, enjoying their eagerness before looking to the poor puddle of a girl she had lead here.

“Cow.” Lisa commanded, enjoying the girl's face lighting up in hopeful prospect of receiving some relief and forgiveness for having initially fled and thought to fight the Idol's will.

Laura knew better than to talk, averting her eyes to Lisa's feet, remembering the lecture and assertion the former cop had submitted her to when she was finally freed from her cell.

“How do you feel about being gang banged?” Lisa asked seductively, smiling as she noticed some of the girls ink change to show such a shameless display of carnal pleasure.

Laura gasped as her mind was bombarded by the hotel room orgy of Karla and Kyra, the shower fantasy that corrupted Preston and more.

“Well, do you want some cocks to fuck. Answer me.” Lisa sternly commanded, holding two hands to her large breasts.