Thread: El Cereso Prison (Steel Butterfly & Adam)

A surprised scream erupted from Joanne's mouth when an intense cold suddenly slammed itself into her back, knocking the wind out of her. The impact toppled her over and soon the naked woman found herself on all fours, her hands and especially her knees flaring up in pain. She found herself not only struggling to get back onto her feet, but also gasping for breath, her body desperate to restore its oxygen supply after the freezing cold. Both her mind and body were still recuperating from the initial shock when she finally managed to scramble onto her feet, the slippery floor not at all helpful. The woman glared over her shoulder, her slender frame shivering as she crossed her arms in front of her in an instinctive move to protect herself from the cold. It was futile - just like her angry glances at the man who did not even bother to look at her face as she continued to subject her to the cold force from the hose. The stream of curses which she unleashed in protest lost in the sounds of the roaring water and interrupted by her gasps for air. Frustrated and chilled to the bone, she reluctantly began turning around - reminding herself that she wanted to get all of this over with quickly. Her movements were slow and unsteady, her gaze fixed on the ground as she clenched her jaws upon another. However, the sudden chill which now sprayed her front would not be the most shocking of events. Still dazed by the cold, Joanne heard the other man approach. She looked up and before she even realized it, she felt - rather than saw - Hugo grab her from behind. Another surprised scream, followed by more audible curses made up the verbal part of her physical resistance. She struggled against his hands, writhing in unexpected pain when the burning sensation seemingly set her icy skin on fire. She tried to kick and punch the best she could, putting up a genuine but desperate and ultimately, futile fight. The man held her firmly in his grasp, ignoring her thrashing as he allowed his hands to roam her panicked body. Her face betrayed a mixture of shock and anger as she continued to struggle underneath his grasp, her body returning to life due to both the liquid and Hugo's greedy hands which grasped at her exposed flesh. Tears stung in her angry eyes when he finally managed to hold her down, her cheeks streaked with crimson embarrassment when he subjected her stiff nipples to his fingers. She growled angry, almost desperate when the man informed his colleague about her 'willingly' undergoing his rough treatment, biting back the humiliation when he squeezed the tender flesh of her breasts anew. But still he was not done with her and despite her continuous struggling - or attempts to - she suddenly found the burning trail of his hands going lower and lower. Joanne refused to scream, her angry glares resulting merely in laughter from her assailant and an amused smirk from his observing companion. Still, she did scream when she suddenly felt his fingers forcefully enter her, the impact of it all intensified by the burning sensation from the soap which seemingly set her innermost walls on fire. Sheer shock was visible in her widened eyes as she felt his fingers violate her forcefully, roaming inside her and clawing at her flesh. Joanne found herself momentarily unable to continue her desperate struggle, powerless as she felt the fingers dance along her intimate flesh while she winced and writhed in pain. Again, her eyes - this time almost desperate and clearly shocked - were ignored by Geraldo. Instead, he covered her in the cold water once again and Joanne simply let it happen, quietly praying that the cold would wash away the burning sensation. Of course, it could not - not entirely. She could barely suppress her writhing as her intimate flesh continued to sting and burn, and the only thing which stung more than her raped body was perhaps her pride - her very dignity having been stripped from her by the forceful invasion. Her eyes flared anew when she heard the creep call out her name, her arms subconsciously crossing themselves in front of her shivering body. Disgust crossed her face when she saw the man stow away her panties, unwilling to think about the things he would do with them. The disgust was replaced with suspicion when Hugo approached her and she pressed her legs together, her body remembering his previous and rather painful intrusion only too well. However, this time he did not go for her lower parts but instead grabbed her cheek - the same which he had hit earlier - and unmercifully squeezed it as he shook her head. Her green eyes widened in shocked anger once he had laid out his proposal and with a painful jerk of her head, she freed herself from his grip. You bastard, she growled, cursing the tears which stung in her eyes anew. Joanne felt desperate, caught in a situation which she had never imagined possible. And still, she knew things would only get worse from here on. Sucking off these two pathetic men was more than humiliating and yet Joanne felt terrified with the idea of having to enter the prison naked. Still, her body burned with pain and anger alike when she looked first at Geraldo and then back at Hugo, her eyes narrowing themselves. Who was to say that this creep would even allow her her clothing back once she would submit to their depraved wishes? If anything, it could inspire them to demand more from. And as for her future cell mates... For some reason, Joanne doubted that a layer of fabric would be able to stop them if they truly wished to ravage her. It was a grim realization which did little to lift the shocked woman's mood, but at the very least it gave her the opportunity to refuse these men. Did you really think.. She raised her still trembling frame as she faced the man in front of her, her eyes filled with disgust. I will bite it off if you even so much as put it near me. Her words were spat at the man rather than spoken, each word pronounced with furious precision as she bared her teeth slightly - allowing the man to get some inspiration for a more visual interpretation of her words.