Dreams (Part 2)

"right lass, now be a dear and do ex-actly as I say." The inmate grinned his sickening smile. "Ya can pretty much guess this ain't gonna be too much fun for ya, but if ur real gud ya might live ta see tomorra."

Twenty kept her mouth shut and nodded, terrified that any form of verbal response would elicit a reaction from the obviously deranged man.

"There's a gud lass" he said as he undid his belt and shucked off his jumpsuit. "Whoo Whee" he cried as his absolutely monstrous cock was freed from the constraining material. The thing was big around as her wrist and nearly as long as her forearm. "I 'ope your wet darlin' cause dis is gonna hurt witout ur girl juices a flowin."

Wasting no time he lifted the dazed guard in one arm and brough his other hand between her legs. Twenty whimpered as she felt his meaty fingers penetrate her sex. "yur fuckin' tight down ere' lass." The bastard smirked, "doncha worry now, by the time im finished with ye' yull be all good an' loose."

"Nah take my cock in yur sweet little 'ands and rubbit till ts' nice an ard like a goo' lil' fuck toy." He ordered.

Twenty just turned her head and shut her eyes.

SLAP! A sudden burning pain shot through her jaw. "I said rub lil' girl" his voice was now deadly soft.

Twenty reached her hands down and took his large member into her hands. She began to stroke up and down.

"ts been too long" he moaned as the violating finger's thrusts became more urgent and erratic.

The prisoners cock was now rock solid and there was an animalist need in the prisoners eyes.