The Interrogation Continues

The sound of a key turning in the lock to her cell door alerted Nadia Harrack that the guards had arrived for her. Sluggishly, she crawled out of bed, sliding her feet into the only article of clothing she was allowed. A pair of house slippers. The men each grabbed hold of an upper arm, and with her sandwiched in between them, marched her down the hall to the interrogation room.

This time she was lead over to a frame made of iron pipes and clamps; two perpendicular pipes and two horizontal ones. On the lower horizontal pipe were pipe clamps for attaching wrist cuffs, the upper pipe had a clamp for a leather neck collar. Behind the frame a pair of eye pads with rings were mounted in the floor. Lastly, there were two large wooden locks in front of the frame. On a nearby table, stood a bottle of olive oil.

The guards wrapped the leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles, and secured the cuffs to the eye rings and clamps. The neck collar was attached loosely around her throat. With Nadia securely bound for the session, the guards removed their pants, but not their shoes. The taller of the two stepped up on the wooden blocks first, and Nadia leaned forward with an open mouth, prepared to orally stimulate him into an erection. As she moved her head back and forth, her cheeks were caved in from the suction she was applying to the growing member.

Once he was fully erect, he grabbed the neck collar to keep her from pulling away and began to fuck her mouth. She had to remain bent over, as he used her mouth for his pleasure. She made frequent **** and gagging noises, especially when he shoved his dick down her throat and held it there.

When he stepped off the blocks, she took the opportunity to pant rapidly, trying to get her breathing under control. The break was short-lived, for the second guard stepped up on the blocks to have his cock sucked.

Meanwhile, the first guard went around behind her, poured some oil into his palm, and rubbed his hand between her thighs, smearing it over her hairy pussy. Then, lifting her hips to the right height, he entered her vagina and began fucking her. The guard up front held her head steady as the guard in the back pounded away inside her cunny.

That went on for several minutes, then, with a nod from the guard in the rear, they swapped position. The tall guard walked around to the front, but he did not use her mouth immediately. Instead, he allowed his partner to pour some of the oil between the cheeks of her ass, thoroughly lubing her up before forcing his cock into her anus. Nadia tried, she really tried, not to cry out. She did not want to give them the satisfaction of hearing her pain. But she could not contain it, and as the head of his cock **** her tight pucker wider and wider open, she had to let out a whimpering gasp.

After the shorter guard in the rear had fucked Nadia in the ass for a few minutes, the taller guard stepped up on the blocks to reclaim her mouth. The guards grabbed the pipes for leveraged and bounced her body back and forth between them. Despite the discomfort of the anal sex, Nadia also participated, bobbing her head up and down while sucking hard. The sooner they got off, the sooner this would all be over. For this session.

The guards switched again, the taller of the two now taking a turn at Nadia's back door. She dreaded having to take the shorter guard's cock into her mouth again. It had just been up her ass. She fought back the urge to throw up as that cock was repeatedly rammed down her throat.

Switching off once more, the shorter guard used her vagina while the taller one used her mouth. She struggled to remain on her feet; not to collapse as she was buffeted back and forth.

When they made their switch again, she leaned heavily on the lower pipe for support, gasping for lack of air and the sheer physical exhaustion of standing for so long in such an uncomfortable position. As always, her rest was brief for the two guards were at it again, fucking her at both ends.

Nadia lost count of how many times they exchanged places. But then, as her vagina was once more the receptacle of the guard behind her lust, the one standing on the blocks began cuming, pumping out a heavy load of sperm into her mouth. Soon after, the guard in back was groaning and bucking, his hands mauling her dangling breasts, as he gave her a vaginal cream pie.

It took a few minutes for everyone to calm down and clean up. When Nadia was freed from her restraints, she nearly collapsed onto the floor. The guards had to practically carry her back to her cell.