Thread: Plot Journal (No comments please)

Bad Luck A woman is sent to a futuristic hell hole prison to be raped and abused to cover up the horrific secret she discovered. Being the center of attention always appeals to my vanity, and the tender budding relationship between my main character and her roommate was a nice change of pace to the violent abuse she was constantly facing. Clearly, I have a couple favorite names I tend to recycle, so if I did pick this one back up, I'd pick a different name for my character. See more Even as humanity stepped into the new age of space travel, it seemed the need for social restraint still remained. One would think the infinite possibilities of space would give humanity a means to better itself, but as history had proven... Where there is a market, there will always be a sub market. Interstellar order ushered in interstellar crime. And to accommodate such a thing a prison was made. Only instead of littering some population with a maximum security place, this prison was constructed as close to the sun as possible. A wonder planet simply known as Infernus. Tempratures on the planet's rust getting well above five hundred degrees. A perfect place to keep unwanted citizens of the universe. All prisoners confined to an underground prison, any issues or serious offenses met with exilement to the planet's surface. Truly an effect means of containment. And it is here on Infernus that a rather unfortunate event was to occur. A maximum security prison for the universe's worst and most troubled individuals. A male prison that had seen not a single female in well over three hundred years. That was all to change due to an unfortunate serious of events. Vice Admiral Agustus Kellertin has been known to have quite the unique taste. One of the five main leader's of the universe a lot of stress was focused towards more carnal pursuits. Unfortunately for many that was targeted towards children. And most of all unfortunate for whoever was unlucky enough to come upon such acts. So what was the man to do when someone snuck into his residence, camera in hand trying to get blackmail photos of him with a child? Well of course sending this person to Infernus was the first thing that came to his mind. And the fact that she was a woman only made things that much better. A place where she would be tortured, raped, used, abused, and kept away from the public till the day she died.... it was full proof. So now the little sneaky bitch was on a one way ticket to Infernus, the ship coming in the dead of night where it was only one hundred degrees or so. A piece of the crust opening to allow the ship to enter, it closing above.Infernus's new prisoner was quickly taken from her induced sleep, grabbed by both arms by two large guards. She was restrained of course, wrists brought together, feet connected. After a series of rooms and elevator rides she would be brought to a large white room, a series of white tables formed in a line, obviously the processing room. To the left was a tiled section, where she most likely would be cleaned. A single man sat at the middle table, dressed in surprisingly the same color of white as the room was. His head cleanly shaven, his eyes behind a pair of glasses.At the moment he was going over a case file, a class of some sort of alcoholic beverage to his side. Welcome to Infernus. He stated, eyes still on the files. The guards quick to push the new prisoner against the table, taking her hand restraints and placing them at a small opening on the table. A latch quick to come up and connect her hand restraints to the table so she couldn't pull away. Her feet soon being kicked apart for similar latches to connect to her ankles. Forcing her to stay in a bent over position. We have to check for contraband first, you would be surprised at what people try to sneak in here. The bald man added, finally raising his eyes to look at the woman. The sound of clothing being ripped quickly echoed in the room. Whatever she was wearing was being ripped off. Her undergarments met a same fate, the sound dying off once her ass and sex were exposed. The sharp chill of the room dancing along her exposed flesh as one of the guards made a sort of funny gesture by putting some gloves on and allowing it to snap against his wrist like some doctor. This of course was followed by fingers pressing against her pussy. At first a really interesting means of arousal, rubbing against her slit, pressing against her clit. But there was a job to do so the man would push two fingers into her, spreading her folds apart as he tried to look for contraband. Auriana Lancaster had always been something of a firebrand. Always advocating for the oppressed and downtrodden, the woman was well known for her social work. Those in power did not fight fair, however, so neither did she, finding no problem in exhorting low-level bureaucrats to enact small changes. She need more though, and when she got a hot tip about one of the leaders of the military branch, she couldnt resist investigating. Many tried to warn her about poking the hornets nest, but she was ready to kick the damned thing down. That was why she was sneaking around the admirals mansion that night. She wasnt sure exactly what she was supposed to look for- the tip only said deviant sexual acts- But she was ready, with camera in hand. Of course, finding the admiral in the act of molestation was beyond what she could have imagined, and she wasnt satisfied in merely recording the incident for the world to see. No she had to help the young girl, and that would prove to be her undoing. She was subdued by Kellertins personal guards and drugged, unconscious for longer than she could have known. When she awoke, she didnt even remember what had happened, what she had seen, or what she tried to do. Only the girls face was burned into her mind, no context to make sense of. It was the first thing that came to mind as she came to, the ding of the elevator bell bringing her back to consciousness. She felt herself being dragged through some kind of facility, as her eyes were still a blur of white. It didnt take long for her senses to return to her, as white walls and tables began to distinguish themselves from one another, men in white uniforms came into focus. One standing before spoke to her, Welcoming her to the hell that would be her new home. Infernus she thought she heard him say. That couldnt be right, Infernus is an uninhabited planet. That was knowledge shared by the vast majority of the citizens of the universe. Only a select few knew of the existence of a prison on the burning rock, and for good reason. The prisoners sent here never leave, and were never heard from again. Mostly it was used for criminal who were too well connected to be held in ordinary prisons, mob bosses, drug lords, charismatic leaders of death cults and the like. Criminals who might be able to summon outside resources to escape. Auriana had no clue what kind of place Infernus was, but she would soon find out, as she was bent over and strapped down to the table. The leggings and sweat shirt she wore were torn from her body viciously, before she truly understood what was happening. The rip of her bra and panties was as loud as it was brief, and there she was, her lower body on display for the men in the room. Trapped between the table and her body was the remnants of her shirt and bra, leaving her breasts covered for the time being. What are you doing? She screamed in a begging tone as she heard the snap of the glove, squirming against her bindings. It was pointless, she was tightly secured but still she fought until she felt strong hands holding her ass still. Fingers brushed against the lips of her slit, teasing her clit cruelly before pulling her pussy open. She cried out as the two thick fingers entered her, reaching deep inside. They scraped her inner walls, feeling every inch of her most invasively. Finally, the tips of his fingers reached her cervix, and they pressed against that barrier painfully, eliciting a groan of discomfort from her. Hmmm... The guard who was searching her vagina let out a puzzled sigh, as if he was expecting something. His fingers wiggling a little in some faux attempt to find contraband.Turning inside of her a few times before he would pull them out.Nope, nothing in that hole. He said, snickering a little as another guard snickered as well. The warden still seated in front of her just watched, his eyes fixed on her face as his guards continued with the examination. Truly appalling crimes. The warden stated, even tsking the woman a few times as he sat there. Conspiracy to enact universal rebellion, the trafficking of children for both organ harvesting and prostitution.... Who would of thought the mother of such a vast organization was so young. He added, smirking as he recited what he had just went over. Obviously fake documents to solidify her as a prisoner. The guard between her legs had kept his fingers inside of her though, working them in and out in a sort of amused manner. Would you hurry up? It's not every day we get ladies here. The other guard said to the other, obviously knowing what was to come, or at least what was expected. Yeah yeah, put your dick back in your pants... The other guard said before he pulled his fingers out from Auriana's pussy. His hand moving up from her pussy to her puckered little asshole, pushing his index finger against her rosebud.First a playful promise, the next not so nice. He pushed hard with his finger, popping it right into her anus. But even with the roughness there was obvious resistance, the guard slowly moving his finger back and forth to work her anal cavity, to loosen it up so he could search further in. From this day till the day you die you will be known as prisoner Three Forty Seven. Your time here will be back breaking and hard. Keeping this prison up and running at one hundred and ten percent is a twenty four hour job. Prisoner's earn better meals and extra free time by performing their duties at maximum efficiency. After your inspection and processing your duties here on Infernus will be determined. Failure to comply with your duties will result in solitary, punishment, and as I am sure you are beginning to realize... A rather lack of dignity? The Warden stated, smirking as the guard got his index finger all the way inside of her anus, turning it slowly before starting to try and work a second finger in. ThatThats not true! She cried out through gasps and groans, the fingers pushing inside her making it difficult to communicate. She heard the other guard admonishing the one invading her body, and what he said stuck with her. She was starting to put the pieces together and understand what kind of place she had been sent to. Not everyday we get ladies here . So, this wasnt a womens prison. Why was she here then? She knew she lost some memories, but not enough to explain how she got here. There was no trial, no arrest, nothing. She must have been sent here to cover up whatever she found at the Admirals residence. He was a sufficiently powerful man, he could make that happen, if he desired. The guards were bickering over her now, as she felt his fingers leave her pussy. There wasnt much moisture there, not much to collect on his fingers as they left her pussy. Certainly not much lubrication as a single finger pushed into the tight ring of muscles that made up her ass. She squealed the finger was forced into her, her sphincter squeezing him tightly. While his fingers had been uncomfortable in her pussy, there hadnt been much pain. She wasnt a virgin, so fingers inside of her wasnt something new or strange. Unpleasant to be stripped and forcefully prodded, but not painful. Her ass, on the other hand, was untouched until this moment, as his thick finger pushed in and out of her with malice. She wiggled away from the offending digit, but he did not relent, forcing into her deeper. If she could relax it would be easier, but the deeper he went, the harder it was to relax. She was making more noises now, discomfort evident from her tone. You would punish me with sexual assault? She question with a shriek as his finger was completely inside her now. Youyou cantcantstop! She was breathing hard, trying to get a grip on the pain she was feeling. A second finger was forced into the already too small opening and that caused her to nearly jump up, if she hadnt been secured so tightly. Bruises were forming on her wrists and ankles as she fought this humiliation. HA! You hear that, she says I can't stop! The guard playing with her anus stated proudly, the other laughing as he watched. Her words being molded and take out of context to fit the situation. Her pleasure and her demands meant nothing to these men, more then content to do their jobs but most importantly enjoy themselves. And punishment by sexual assault would be an understatement, something that Auriana would soon come to realize. What would you have me do for a criminal such as yourself? The warden asked, pulling a few photos out from the file he had and tossing them in front of Auriana. None of them actually were pictures of her committing crimes, just horrid pictures of mutilated children. I'm sick just looking at the monster that could allow such things to befall children. The Warden added, playing into this sort of forged reality. He was given very specific instructions to this whole ordeal, the type of drugs she was given, the sort of mental fog that could be manipulated into truth. The Warden wasn't sure how long it would take for her to believe the lies, hell she might not ever. But it wasn't like she didn't have time now. She had the rest of her life here Infernus. The Warden would stand up, the guard who was enjoying his work quick to pull his fingers out of her and step away. The other guard following in toe to let the Warden come around the table. The sound of a belt being unbuckled followed by the unzipping of pants only told Auriana what was about to unfold. I must say though, for a child trafficking anarchist, you are quite ravishing. The Warden stated, his voice directly behind her before she felt a warm and thick cock against her butt cheeks. Resting just along the crack as he pressed himself against her. His pants were still up, having just pulled his cock out to carry out the first of many sexual acts to come for her. What protests she had, what strains of physical might she mustered, none of it would change her current situation. The Warden pushing down to run the head of his member along her ass crack, down between her legs and up again her slit. Taking a few seconds to enjoy the warmth and thrill of the moment before pressing the head of his cock against her folds.Pushing slowly, almost teasingly into her pussy.Though she probably was in no mood to be teased. The Warden slipping in, bareback and all to fill her pussy with his cock.The man only stopping once he was fully inside of her, his hips pressing to her ass. Don't you worry. The Warden suddenly said, leaning down so his lips would be right next to her ear. I am going to make sure you enjoy your stay. Because we definitely are going to enjoy it as well. He added, pulling back so he could thrust all the way inside of her again. His hips now smacking against her ass loudly, the sound of their contact echoing a little in the room as he started to violate her in her oh so vulnerable position. She thought she would be sick when she saw the pictures the warden laid out in front of her. She forced herself to look at them though, searching for the little girl whose face was etched into her brain. No sign of her. That was something of a small relief, if only she could remember where she had seen it and why she couldnt let it go. She cried out, winced in pain from her ass being stretched open for inspection. It didnt last much longer, as she felt the fingers pulled out. She took a moment to breath, still feeling an ache there where she had been violated. It seemed she wasnt done being violated, as the warden stood behind her now, taking down his pants, rubbing his manhood against her. Dontdont, She pleaded as the hardness of his cock traced the curve of her ass. She bucked against her bondage, but she wasnt going anywhere. Whatever juices had formed inside her from being fingered before collected on his cock as the tip parted her lips. She knew it wasnt enough to prevent this from being painful. It wouldnt burn or tear, but the tightness would be unbearable, at least for her. Slowly he inched inside her, splitting her slit on his member, her walls clenching her tightly as he pushed into her. Once he hit her cervix, he was still for a moment, her body providing a stopping point for his incursion into her. He stretched her a bit more, pushing his hips against her fleshy ass, the head elongating the tender obstacle. He whispered tauntingly into her ear, she body shivering from the skeeviness of it all. Then he was fucking her, his full strength and length thrusting past her snugness, spreading her open with each potent impalement. She was cry and screaming now, her voice echoing in the same way the clashing of their hips did. She begged him to stop, to slow down, to give her a moment to breath. This was definitely a treat. The Warden of course was a married man, frequently leaving Infernus to go back home to his family. Though the time he spent here spanned from weeks to even months. It was always nice to have a refresher. His guards on the other hand went six months to a year without returning home, the prospects of some actual pussy definitely exciting the two guards that were watching this boss go balls deep into this woman. Word hadn't exactly gotten around yet of the new addition to Infernus, but once could definitely bet on it that once other guards learned about the female inmate... That they would probably cash in on their authority around the prison. And the prisoners... Oh man, some having been here for most of their lives now. And as much as getting blowjobs or fucking other prisoner's in the ass... Nothing was a good as the real thing. The Warden continued to ravage Auriana. The way she begged only making the man fuck her faster. A part of the man liked his job, liked punishing and making criminals submit in ways they had never thought possible. He was never one to sexually humiliate the inmates, so this prospect of a female prisoner, this chance to explore new territory definitely had the man teeming with possibilities. The moment getting the better of him and in no more then a minute of this rough furious fucking did the Warden start to cum, filling Auriana with his hot seed. The Warden groaning into her ear even, up till the last spurt of his cum before he moved back. The man pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping his cock clean before tossing the cloth onto the table. Getting himself stuffed back in his pants before zipping up and buckling. Once you guys are done with inspections I want her sanitized, cleaned, and in proper attire. The Warden added, leaving Auriana and the guards. This time the guard that had just stood there for what had been happening had moved up behind the woman. His pants already open and his cock out. Not much time to rest Auriana was quickly filled again, the man's cock a little smaller but definitely intruding into her pussy. Sloppy seconds was better then nothing at all. And besides there was now an effective lubricant. The guard quick to pick up the pace, fucking Auriana into the table. Hey, radio Timmy and Greg. I know they would want to get in on this! The guard fucking Auriana stated quickly, groaning as he continued to violate her. The other was quick to pull on his radio, telling the others to come to the inspection room if they wanted to get their dick wet. A message intended for two had pretty much brought ten, and before long Auriana had eleven other guards waiting for their turn. This was going to be a very long inspection... The warden didnt last much longer as he pumped into her, but it felt like forever, an uncountable number of strokes. She was sighing and grunting, her body bouncing against the table she was strapped to, her ass red from him slamming into it. It was one last deep thrust that crashed into her cervix caused to her jerk and convulse in pain, her pussy tightening to milk him as he shot deep inside her. It came out in hot spurt and she felt it filling her, seeping out as he pulled out of her, flowing down her thighs. Before she even procressed the warden coming inside her without any protection, another guard was already behind her, the familiar sound of a belt unbuckling, pants being unzipped. His hands were on her hip and he pushed into her without a word or warning. It wasnt as painful as the warden fucking her, her pussy loosened ever so slightly and full of slick and slimy semen. Once stroke had his whole cock shoved into her, and a sloshy sound was made each time he pushed into her. She grunted each time he pumped her, that vocalization her only means of respite at this time. She was hopefully she would be done soon, seeing as the one only one guard left to rape her in here. Those hopes were dashed by the guard calling his friends over the radio, and further demolished when she saw 10 men enter the room, their eyes hungry for her body. No she begged now, as one man pounded her with all his might, on the verge of his own release. There is no way you all could fuck me! she pleaded as the man behind hammered into her relentlessly, her body bucking in rhythm with him. He shoved his length inside her and released his seed within, pulling out his cock covered in her juices and two different mens cum. It spilled out of her this time, the load more than her cunt cold take. She would her snickering coming from behind her when she said hat there was no way that they all could fuck her. One guard laughing even before responding. Ha, don't you worry we will definitely try to find a way. He stated, others laughing as well as the second guy to fuck Auriana moved back. The sight of her strapped down with cum spilling out was a sight to see, especially for all these men that had gone well over a few months with any actual play time. Just like before the next guard would come up to her, belt undone, pants unzipped. His cock quick to slip into her well fucked and creamed pussy. And true to one of the guard's words they would try to fuck her. Each and everyone. Some would grab her by the back of her hair and pull back as they rammed into her. Other's would push down to force her face into the table. Even though this was a horrible situation at least they were fucking her pussy. Well that lasted until about the eighth guy. Auriana's pussy was drenched in cum, anytime she spasmed or let out a noise the guards would laugh and insult her for sounding like a whore. Coming up for his turn the eighth guard was ready to go, looking at her well fucked pussy before looking up to her ass. An idea coming to his mind as he quickly pushed his cock into her. Getting it nice and wet with so many different loads of cum he would pull out after a few seconds, only to bring the tip of his cock to Auriana's asshole. A wicked smirk on his face he would start to push, harder and harder till the head of his cock popped past her rosebud. With the initial resistance out of the way the guard would begin to push, getting inch after inch of his cock into her awaiting ass till her butt cheeks were pressed to his flesh. They were so red and sore from so many people, but they would just get worse as the guard pulled back to thrust again. He wasn't the biggest guy around, but anything invading one's ass would feel big if it wasn't constantly worked. By the third guy there wasnt any more pain as he thrust into her, her pussy well worn, excess cum spilling out her, providing plenty of lubricant for each man to enjoy. By the fifth guy she was sore again, swollen from being used so much by some many cocks. Her wrists burned from the handcuffs, and her ankles were bruising too as she struggled feebly against her rapists. By the seventh man she was resigned to her fate, sobbing softly as he fucked her and filled her with his cum. The eight man started the same as any of the others, thrusting into her throbbing womanhood, filling her with his length from the first stroke. He took a few more strokes, stirring up the cum that had been deposited into her cunt already. He pulled all the way out and she was too worn to question it until she felt him pushing against her ass. No, not there! She screamed struggling with renewed vigor. Her wriggling did little to prevent the inevitable, as he held her down in place to penetrate her virgin hole. She shrieked as he by passed that barrier, the head of his cock pulsing within the tight opening. He didnt feel so big when he was fucking her cunt, and she was becoming something of an expert in that area. Within her ass, the hole that had barely accepted two finger inside, was being forced open with cock. He was well lubed so it didnt burn as he pushed his length into her, but the lube made it slippery, pushing him deeper than she was ready to take. The slickness of his cock overcame of the tightness of her ass, and before long, she was impaled anally. He pulled nearly all the way out, just to drive it back into her depth, a malicious act that caused her to scream. He did that a few more times, stretching her out quickly and painfully. All the other guards seemed to enjoy of sounds of her voice growing raw, the unyielding bawling as her hole was ripped open. It seems the tightness of her ass was too much for him to stand, combined with how long it had been since he had a release, and he came within a few moment of starting his hard, raw fucking. The steamy seed seared her tender anus, and he pulled out of her quickly to let the next man have his turn, this time with semen seeping from both holes. Seeing how someone took the step to go for a different hole the remaining guards decided to try it as well. Auriana being subjected to four more guards who favored the back road. Once all twelve guards had had their way with Auriana they were rather content, talking normally about families back home or what they would have for dinner tonight. Guards leaving till just the two original guards were left. Fun aside they still had a job to do. Alright let's go, any trouble out of you and we will do that again. The guard that had fingered her stated with a smirk, dressed back up properly. The man unlatching her restraints from the table. The other guard came over to actually undo the restraints on her wrists and ankles, though both had batons at hand to keep her in line. If she could walk didn't really matter to the two, waiting for her to get up. If she didn't then they would just carry her, the group walking over to an open tiled area that had drains on the floor. Auriana being deposited against the way before the two guards stepped back. There would be a rush of air before two mechanical arms came out form the tile wall beside Auriana. What fragments of clothing she had would quickly get picked off by the arms, followed by nozzles coming out of them to shoot water at her body. Cold chilly water meant to clean her, which actually did it's job with how messy her legs and lower holes had become. Powder being shot off from a separate part of the arms, some sort of disinfectant. It all happened so fast, one arm continuing to shoot cold ass water at her, another producing some sort of brush to scrub. The bristles rough and coarse, not enough to hurt but definitely enough to irritate. Once she had been cleaned the arms retracted, one of the guards having a uniform with her new prisoner number on it. Put these on. He stated, throwing the clothing at her. The floor was still wet, so once the clothing landed in front of her they would get a little wet as well. Just cause they fucked her didn't mean they cared. She was a prisoner after all. The two waiting for her to comply before continuing. They had a medical scan and then she would officially be in the system. Heavens knows what would happen then. Only after another cock in her ass had defiled her, had she stopped screaming. She was stretched out by that point, and pretty numb to the constant pumping in and out of her body. She stank of cum and sweat and her legs were covered in hard dry seed. She let out a sigh of relief as her hands and feet were released from the binding. The tattered remains of her shirt and bra slid down the table as she was moved from it, falling into the puddle of cum that dripped out of her holes. She could see red marks forming on her wrists, a small amount of dried blood there. Walking wasnt an option for her, her pelvis swollen from overuse and her legs asleep from the constant pounding against the table. She didnt resist as they dragged her to the shower area. She gasped as the cold water sprayed her, but overall she found it cool and comforting. It numbed the sore muscles and reduced imflammation. She cringed as the brushed scrubbed her, but after getting raped thirteen times in a row, it was hardly painful. Truthfully, even being scrubbed raw and pink wasnt enough to make her feel clean, she supposed she would never feel clean again. She dressed quickly in the beige khakis they provided. It wasnt anything out of the ordinary, and fit her well without sexualizing her any. She appreciated being able to be dressed, even if it made little difference to those who had already seen her body and fucked her ragged. She was definitely feeling more subdued after their treatment of her, and she did not want to provoke another round of that. Walk this way. One of the guards stated, pointing with his baton towards the other side of the room where a single door was. The group of three making their way over. Once they got to the door it would automatically open, one guard in front and one guard in back. Pretty much sandwichingAuriana between the two. Though they definitely wanted to instead of that line up that just happened. But they couldn't spend all their time fooling around with her. They weren't paid for nothing after all. The walk was surprisingly long, made even worse by no doubt Auriana's soreness. Anytime she slacked or started to move slower the guard behind her would be sure to nudge her with the baton. Never full on striking her but the threat was always there. The trio finally coming to another elevator, a ride further into the planet's crust that she would be well awake for. Once the three of them were in the elevator would begin to descend. You're being very compliant. That's good. One of the guards stated with a smirk, his attention on her as the elevator continued to drop. I think she understands what will happen if she acts out again. The other stated, she did nothing wrong but hey. That wasn't why she was here now. Both guards looking at each other for a moment before grinning a little. As if they could read each others minds. Tell you what prisoner. Why don't you squat down and give the both of us some attention. We won't force ourselves on your cunt or ass again if you do a good enough job with your mouth. What do you say? One spoke up, smirking as the other nodded. More interested to see if she would comply or not. If she didn't they definitely would make her life that much harder, if it could get any harder then what it was now. She walked as quickly as her legs could take her, which wasnt always as fast as her guard liked. The walk seemed to take forever, and she was grateful once the elevator came into sight, knowing she would be afforded a moments rest. She stepped in between them, unable to help feeling quite confined in the tight space. Neither of them were touching her but they would be if another tried to board. The descent had just begun when she felt their eyes upon her again, full of lust and callousness. She didnt look at him as he made the indecent proposal, not until he finished with his threat to rape her if she didnt please them. Her eyes open wide in horror, as her body still ached from her recent violation. There was no doubt in her mind they were serious about using her. She didnt say a word, going down to her knees as they requested. She unzipped the guards pants and pulled out his cock, still stinking of the stench of he and countless other men, and played with it a bit, running her soft fingers over it. Once it was hard enough to get in her mouth, she used her hands to pull out the other guards cock, jerking her off while she sucked one down. She took the one in her mouth to about half way down, slow long sucked. Her tongue played along his shaft, teasing the bulge where his seed would emerge. After a few minutes, she switched to the other guard, licking the head of his cock and tracing his veins over until she reached the base of his length. She kept up this pattern, sucking one cock, stroking another, switching each one every few minutes. Before long she lost track of which was which, or what she had done to one or the other. Despite the rough shower she just had, she felt so dirty, sucking two men off at once, their filthy cocked covered in cum and abuse dished out to her. She felt tears streaming down her cheeks as she took one into her throat, not some much from lack of air as from shame. What would happen to her if they didnt cum before they reached their destination? I got to admit this job just got a whole lot better. One of the guards said with a smirk, the other laughing with a smile on his face. He in full agreeance as the two stood there with their cocks out and a surprisingly obedient Auriana kneeling before them. Though why it was a surprise was really the question, she had just made it through a thirteen man fuck line, no doubt she didn't want to do that again. And obviously from her lack of violent action or intent she was definitely no criminal, or at least the kind of criminal that these guards were used too. Ahhh fucking hell! One of the guards shouted, hand coming down on the top of Auriana's head when she deep throated his cock. Truth be told he wasn't expecting her to do this and was cumming within seconds of this new treatment. His hand gripping roughly at her red hair. She could feel his cock pulsate in her throat, not letting up for a second until he was finished cumming. He would let go of her head once he was done, letting her cough or pant for air the best she could before the other guard would actually grab her by the sides of the head. No no, finish your task. He said, and with that he brought his cock to her lips. Taking the opportunity as she panted to thrust his cock into her mouth, and right back into her throat. With her head securely in place between his hands the guard was soon thrusting, face fucking the poor woman for the final hole to be used and abused. Much like the other guard it didn't take long before the last would succumb to Auriana's throat, she getting a taste of a second load by the time it was all done. Both guards would move back in position in front and behind her, cocks back in their pants. The elevator would come to a stop and the doors would open, they leading Auriana forwards. And then she would get the first glimpse of her new home. A large circular room comprised of cells along the walls. There were three levels, walk ways protruding out from under each. There looked to be a good ninety cells, and as the three passed the first floors worth Auriana could see that there were two beds to cell. Beds across from one another, a toilet in the back of the cell.No privacy.And every cell they passed the prisoners watched wide eyed to see a woman. Holy shit we got some pussy! Someone shouted, this of course getting almost everyone to move up and next to the steel bars to hoot and holler. What sort of fuck up got her here?! I'm not complaining look at that ass! Fuck man I can't wait to go balls deep inside that little bitch!!! The shouting was endless, the guards paying no heed to it. Anyone that tried to reach out at Auriana would quickly get a baton to the forearm, the first few who tried getting their arms broken. And the obvious lack of caring from the guards showed her just how injuries went around this prison. Even though the prisoners were mostly human, Auriana could see a handful of different kinds of aliens as well. Humanoid in nature they still held the same lust filled stare as any human. Up the stairs the three went, going all the way to the third level before making a right, walking right to the end to the last cell. One of the guards requesting the cell to be opened over the radio, moments later the steel bars slid open and Auriana was practically shoved in. Those bars sliding back into place behind her before the guards left. See you next time sweet cheeks. One added, smirking as he waved. What Auriana had in front of her was very much the same as the other cells. Two small beds hanging from the sides of the walls opposite to one another, a toilet with toilet paper in the back. The only thing that wasn't a complete copy was the man sitting on one of the beds, eyes fixed on Auriana. Closer look she would see that he wasn't relaxing there, but restrained. His hands bound together by a large metal device, resembling medieval pillory from Earth. They were linked to two protrusions coming from the wall, metallic arms of some kind that kept the man from moving from his seated position. His feet were even connected by similar restraints, though those weren't connected to the wall. The man more shocked then anything else to see a woman in his cell, his mouth shut though not wanting to say a word. What was he to say? Hello? She was dressed in the same clothing he was in, making her a prisoner. What the hell was this all about now? The number 001 on his shirt. She gagged as the first guard forced her passed her limits, more of a physical reaction than an emotional one. The was a veil of melancholic numbness covering her, and in a way it seemed like the second guard picked up on that, using her mouth as a vessel for his pleasure. She was thankful they both shoot deep in her throat, so she avoided tasting this spunk. She had enough of that taste from the residue of their cock having been in her cum filled pussy. Standing after having finished them off, she didnt look like a raped piece of ass. her eyes with red and still wet with tears, and her damp hard was tangled where the guard had held her to fuck her mouth, but otherwise her appearance didnt relay her earlier treatment. The outfit she wore was standard fare for inmates. It covered her completely, and wasnt overly tight in any one place, clinging ever so slightly to her full breasts and round ass. Of course, this wasnt enough to shield her from the comments of the inmates. If she hadnt just spent the last two hours getting debased in every orifice, she might have had the presence of self to walk confidently through the prison, letting their comments roll off her like water down her back. In light of her earlier treatment however, she was skittish, visibly affected by their sexual harassment. She flinched as their hands reached out to grab her, shrieking as she heard the crunch of bones cracking under batons. She shivered something fierce, as the guards punished anyone trying anything. She knew it wasnt for her benefit, but to keep their plaything to themselves as long as possible. Maybe there was some comfort in that, that the guard would protect her from massive gang rape so they could continue to perform their lesser violation. The sadists among the population would be getting awfully hard from the reaction she was displaying. Of course such responses were more gratifying when the sadist himself was the cause, but seeing the pretty little thing disintegrate into a quivering mess of terror and agony was intoxicating. They would masturbate to the idea of her crying like that as they ravaged that lovely pert ass. The idea of her begging for mercy as they throttled her with a cock shoved up her pussy. When she finally reached her cell, she stiffened as she saw the man already in there. He didnt have any filthy words for her, nor did he tried to grab her, but sat there, still on her bunk merely staring. His look wasnt cruel or lustful or dangerous, but merely curious. She stumbled as the guards shoved her in, but maintained her balance after a few steps. The cell door closed behind her and she stood still, like a deer in headlights waiting for him to try something like the hundred of other inmates she was marched past. When he remained on his bunk she noticed the contraption binding him in place, keeping her safe, if only for the time being. She couldnt help breathing a sigh of relief, if only momentarily, she didnt have to worry about unwanted attention. Sorry I dont feel so talkative, I was just raped by over a dozen men and pumped full of enough cum to ensure forced pregnancy. She lied down on her bunk, facing away from him into the white oblivion of the wall, curled up in the fetal position. That's alright. It isn't like we have time or anything. He said, smiling a little but leaving it at that. The first day was never easy. Man or woman to be condemned to this hell was something that broke most people. Still curious his eyes were fixed on her, never once leaning towards lust or cruelty. He could prod, ask her why she was here, what she had done. But there seemed to be a sort of well sorrow in the moment. The way she curled up in a fetal position on her bed, her back to him more then likely crying as quietly as she could. HOW THE FUCK YOU GONNA PUT THE FIRST PUSSY I HAVE SEEN IN TWENTY YEARS IN FUCKIN HECTOR'S CELL! A voice shouted out as the guards made their rounds amongst the cells. DAT MOTHERFUCKER CAN'T EVEN TAP THAT BITCH! The shouting only seemed to persist, the guards couldn't give two shits about it. Complaining about where the new inmate went, intense tales of how they were gonna make her call them daddy or ride her ass till it was purple. It wouldn't stop, not while the guards were there and not when they left. However with no response after the guards left the in mates seemed to quiet down. Her cell mate Hector if she paid attention to what some had shouted staying quiet as he watched her still. It was impossible to determine when it was night time and when it was day time. Sleeping was allowed only when the inmates were in their cells. It could be a nice eight hours worth of sleep, it could also be just four. Sometimes when a select few idiots tried to escape or riot, sleeping was revoked for everyone as punishment. Excuse me Miss... I know you probably aren't in the mood and I understand if you just ignore me.... But could you scratch my nose for me? The man asked, if she cared to look at him he would have a sort of pathetic smile. Like even uttering the words he just said he knew was ridiculous but nothing was worse then an itch you couldn't scratch. Right on the top between my eyes. I'd do it myself but I am sorta tied up at the moment. He added, not entirely sure what she would say or do. Truth be told it had been quite some time since he had a cell mate. Of course she wouldn't know that the last one he had he had murdered but that was besides the point. There didn't seem to be a reason to murder her, it wasn't like she was trying to fuck with him from the start like the last cell mate did. Even with his arms immobilized and his feet restrained, Hector knew a number of ways to still kill a man. The man now resorting to wiggling his nose in some feeble attempt to remedy his little situation. She tried to cover her ears, drown out their words, their threats, their demands. It didnt seem to help much but eventually the noise quieted down. Their words still haunted her, most of them threatening to do the very thing the guards had already done to her. Was that to be her fate? Used and abused by a multitude of men until she was nothing but a cum bucket? Silent tears rolled down her cheeks as she lied there contemplating her future. She perked up as her cell mate called to her, drawing her from her solace. She turned to look at him, taking a moment to assess his character. He looked upon her with kind, almost sympathetic eyes, and that put her at ease. His question had a certain pitiful quality to it that moved her to some action. A small motion to make someone life a little more comfortable. She moved to a sitting position, preparing herself to stand When pain shot through her core, Her muscles aching from the still recent overuse. She kept her eyes closed as the pain passed through her. His wiggling nose took her mind off of it for a moment, extracting a laugh from her. She walked slowly towards him, perhaps overly cautious. He was bound, after all, what could he possibly do to her in this state? She reached out her hand and scratched just between his eyes as he indicated. She listened to any indications he might give and when he seemed satisfied she stopped, retreating back to her bed but not turning away from him this time. After a moment of two of silence, she got up the courage to speak to him. Why did they bind you like that? The man's eyebrow slowly rose when he saw the woman begin to turn. Good to see that she didn't fall asleep on him. Or was ignoring him. A smile on his face when she finally looked at him. His eyes on hers, watching as they went up and down his body in a sort of calculated and probing manner. Maybe she was trying to figure out his height or weight, most likely she was checking out the extent of his bindings. Apart from other inmates he probably was unique, much like she was unique as well. The coincidence apart in the man's mind but then again he stopped believing in such things a long time ago. Again he couldn't help but smile when she laughed at his antics, it was nice to see those white teeth of hers. To see an expression other then sorrow or defeat on her face like he had seen when she was shoved into the cell. She was far to beautiful for such a place, but then again it was usually the beautiful ones that held dangers behind those pretty faces. The question of why she was here or what she had done was still dancing through the man's head. But again the time wasn't right to dive into such things, in truth it might never be. When she finally came over and started to scratch the spot between his eyes the man couldn't help but let out a soft groan. Ahhhhh... That's the spot. Thank you. He said, nodding his head slightly when she stopped and went back to her side of the room. Hector was more then content with just that but she had decided to continue the interaction with a question. One that was rather obvious to the situation and definitely begged for answer since she was a new fish to the prison. Let's just say I don't play well with others. These are meant for your protection or whoever has the misfortune to share a cell with me. He said, smiling for a few more seconds before his face went blank. If you would be so kind, why don't we continue this? A question for a question.An answer for an answer. The man stated, going to ask his question before she could refuse. She could just stop talking to him but hopefully she wouldn't. What is your name? And not the numbers they gave you. Mine is Hector. It is nice to meet you. His answer surprised her, more than it should have considering where they were meeting. He seemed so kind to be a murderer, his eyes absent the kind of malice that a murder might have. His words were at odds with his actions, the polite way he spoke to her, the respectful he looked at her, like she was a person and not a pair of tits and ass. She nodded to his suggestion, a slight smile forming on her lips now. It would be kinda nice to be out of her own head for a bit. He didnt wait for her answer before he began, but she supposed he was entitled to that, she did ask the first question. His question was rather innocuous at that, and she felt Auriana, she said in a soft tone, hoping none of the other inmates heard. Not sure why that was the thing she felt she wanted to keep to herself, but she felt.That she needed to own something, and that would be it. She had already surmised his name based on what she heard from the other inmates so she had to decide on a different question. She studied his feature a bit more this time as she ran questions through her head, most of them coming up serious or dark. Why are you here? Why did you kill your last cell mate? How did you kill your last cell mate? She preferred to get lost in his dark eyes. He was rather handsome now that she took some times to appreciate it. She was feeling vulnerable and he made her feel kinda safe, in a way should couldnt explain. A crazy idea to trade her body for his protection sprang into her mind, but she pushed it out just as quickly as it entered. She was in no position to be giving her body away, and he wasnt in much position to take it or protect her. So she settled on a question. How long have you been here? Her name was Auriana. That made the man smile again, how fitting for her to have that as a name. What a beautiful name. Ironic really, it means most holy. Hector said, sighing softly in a sort of sad tone. She was very much the most holy thing here now. The most coveted thing that anyone could want in this prison. It was sad really, as if at birth her parents had decided to play some cruel joke on her. Though obviously her fate was intended for other things, better things. He was quite fascinated though with watching her. The little cogs in her head working to find an appropriate question. It was a game but so much more. There were obvious things to ask, there were wrong things to ask. But what was the right thing to ask? What were those rare questions that no one asked her seemed to care to ask. How far would they delve into each other's lives, and for how long. Hector wouldn't be surprised if Aurianna didn't make it that long.... Who could in this hell? Interesting question. He said with a smirk, sighing softly as he looked up at the ceiling for a few moments. I can't really tell you how long I have been here because I don't know. Long enough to lose track of time. Sad really but when you can't see the sun rise and set well... You get the idea. I will say that these uniforms aren't recycled once inmates die or are transferred if ever. And seeing how I have the good old zero zero one. It is safe to assume I have been here for quite some time. He said with a nod. Too long if you ask me. Now it was Hector's turn. The man studying her much like she had done with him. Only a fool wouldn't see her as a woman, wouldn't see her breasts or her hips. But where others lingered in such areas he simply passed over, his gaze returning to her eyes once he had another question for her. What is your favorite color? Hector asked, of all the things he could ask he asked her favorite color. Why she was here, what she had done, who she had pissed off, there were thousands of more pointed question he could ask. But truth be told Hector just enjoyed talking with someone, let alone a gorgeous woman at that. There was some sadness in his answer, far sadder than the meaning of her name under these circumstances. She wondered if she too would lose track of time here. Had she already? She didnt know how long she was out before she arrived, she was probably drugged so she wouldnt wake up before she was safely deposited in the prison. Since she woke she figured it had been three or four hours, maybe even a bit longer. The rape took some time for certain, since each man went one at a time. It felt like it lasted forever, but none of the men took overly long to finish in her. No, she cant linger on that. She needed the distraction that Hector provided, something to keep her mind from dark thoughts. So she looked at him looking at her. His eyes took her in, but he didnt stare. She appreciated that, and a slight blush crossed her face as their eyes met again. She let out a slight laugh as he asked his question, not mocking or cruel at all, but playful. It felt like they had been set up by close friends on a blind date, and here they were, getting to know one another. He was the kind of person she would date, probably. She could admit he was good looking, especially when he smiled, as he was now. It was warm and comforting, and it was everything she needed right now. He seemed smart too, catching the meaning of her name. Her parents had told her that once, when she was a child. It was a long dead language, yet he seemed to know it. I gotta say red, She answered him after a short contemplation. She played with her hair now, kind of an example for him to see. I always loved my hair, how it was such a vibrant and exotic color, she justified, twirling the strand between her fingertips. God, was she flirting with him? Maybe, she didnt know where her head was right now. Or, more specifically, she her head was all over now, agonizing over her rape, fearing future violations against her, dreading a life of imprisonment for having done nothing wrong at all. If Hector and his silly questions could make her forget all though for just a moment she would cling to that, that normalcy. She needed to feel human and he made her feel like that. What did you do beforewell, you know, She asked, starting down a dangerous road possibly. The unspoken words both of them understood. Maybe it wouldnt be so bad. He might open up and she could lose herself in his world for a short time. Seeing her smile was much better then seeing her frown with tears coming down her cheeks. Better then seeing the horror on her face after going through what she did. And their game was surprisingly civil, something she seemed to need. Hector unable to stop himself from smiling more and more when she smiled back, as if it was contagious or something. And when she said her favorite color was red Hector couldn't help but chuckle a little. He hadn't expected that even though she was a red head. And what a shade of red. I must say it is very lovely. Only pales in comparison to the vibrance of your eyes. Hector would complement her, and even if they were beginning to dabble in flirtation he wouldn't be as derogatory as some of the in mates. No doubt they would talk about her tits or her ass. And even though she had quite attractive assets in such departments, there was something more to her beauty then a figure. And of course Hector kept himself from acting like some vulture swooping in on a beaten animal. Though would he be so noble if he wasn't restrained? He did look at her for a few moments though, giving her a very puzzled look. One that could be taken as a challenge, asking if she really wanted to know the answer to that question. Of course as per the rules of this game whatever question asked would demand an answer so he would tell her all the same. I hope I haven't misled you in anyway, I am a criminal and have been sentenced to spend the rest of my days here for crimes that I committed. Hector stated softly, putting on another sad smile before he continued. But before that I was a captain of my own ship. Independent colonizer. My crew and I would travel the universe in search of new planets. On the look out for sustainable places to setup colonies. When we found such a place we would call in whatever company was paying us and then stay on as overseers and security. Sometimes the natives and creatures of the planets would attack and we would fight them off. Had a lot of adventures. Hector had spoken louder, smirking even as he spoke of his past before being a criminal. It taking him a few moments before he was brought back to the present. He spoke like he had lived a full life yet he looked no older then Aurianna, maybe a couple of years or so. Do you know how to dance? Hector would ask, smiling again as he looked at her. I don't mean by yourself, but with a partner. Ballroom or the Waltz? She could help but blush as he complimented her eyes. He saw her as attractive, but he didnt objectify her. There was lightheartedness in their interactions, and she liked that. She was almost sorry she had interrupted that with a nearly serious question. His words were sobering, just as his earlier admittance that he had murdered his former cell mate. Still, she listened eagerly as he told her of his old life. She didnt want to admit that she had protested against private colonization of alien worlds. No need to spoil the pleasant atmosphere with politics.Surely they would have plenty of time to debate imperialism once they knew one another better. For the time being she listened to his tales of being a starship captain. It had a sort of romantic quality to it, one that soothed her soul. Once it was his turn to ask the question he once again caught her off guard. He referenced dances from old times, time before humanity took to the stars. It threw her off, but not in a bad way. No, nothing like that, She informed him, chuckling somewhat. I did use to party when I was at university, clubbing, drinking. Probably the closest thing to what youre asking. I tried to learn to swing dance once. I had some friends that were into that. Never got too far into it, just some basic steps. She reminisced fondly. Contentment was making her sleepy, and she knew this was the last question she would be asking this time. How do you know so much about earth that was? She asked. She figured she finally caught on to a topic that would not be so sad or dangerous. Well if we ever get the chance then I must teach you how to Waltz. Hector said with a smile, such things were considered antics and ancient by modern standards. He wasn't exactly surprised that she didn't know how to do them. However he was content with her answer of at least partying, of clubbing and what not. It showed a curiosity and willingness to learn, his ears perking up a little when she said she tried her had at swing dancing. If anything she seemed happy now, at least happier then she had been. As much as I would love to continue our game. Hector would respond instead of answering, frowning a little to have to end such a conversation. We really should get our rest. They are quite strict with how long we get to sleep. You will thank me tomorrow for every minute you can get with your eyes closed. He said with a soft sigh. I'm not going to lie to you Aurianna.... This place is going to be very hard on you. You are going to have to toughen up and then some if you ever want to get out of here in one piece. But I see strength in you, deep inside of power that none of these prisoners or guards could ever take from you. It's what makes you who you are and will keep you sane in the darkest depths of their depravities. Don't ever lose that, no matter what they do never give them that. Hector said with a smile, hoping that made sense. But a part of it was to be vague, to let her fill the cracks on her own. It goes without saying but I will always be here to talk. Hector finished up, smiling and nodding to Aurianna to sorta show he was down preaching or chatting or whatever this had turned into. He wasn't going to just shut his eyes if Aurianna had more to say, but he was serious when he said she would thank him for every minute of shut eye she got. She laughed ever so slightly as he promised to teach her to dance, a sweet gesture to be sure. And she was sure he was right about the rest, the rest of the prison quieting down by now. Throughout their conversation she heard infrequent comments from other prisoners. Some did not concern her and she paid them no mind. Most were crude proclamations of lust and claims on her body. She did her best to tune those out, focusing on Hectors words. It was a little easier to have thick skin while he was nearby, comforting with ordinariness. Now there was no threats ringing through the hallways, just his voice. He told her what she already knew to be true, and what she had anticipated. He words were both staid and inspiring. She wasnt sure if he believe what he told her, but she wanted to. She knew he would be a source of sanctuary for her, something she would desperately cling to for moral support. She wondered if he would hold her if he wasnt bound the way he was. Would he still be the gentleman he was now if he had a choice in the matter? Thank you, Hector. This meant a lot to me, She told him in a sweet, sincere voice. She didnt think she was placed in this cell because it would be good for her peace of mind, more likely because the guards knew he couldnt tarnish her the way nearly other man would, but she appreciated it more than anything. It was this thought that guided her to sleep. She didnt dream, and she was grateful for that. No good could come of it and she needed rest more than she needed a potential escape. That could come in time, hopefully. His words about being thankful for every minute of shut eye rang true, as she was awoken far earlier than she was ready. However, knowing what the day would possibly hold for her, she wasnt sure she longed for more sleep or just the safety of her cell alone with Hector.