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I pull out a set of full foot and hand shackles, running the central chain through the bars of the jail cell, fastening the cuffs to your hands and ankles. My hot breath on the back of your neck sends goose bumps up and down your spine as I use my club to forcefully spread your legs and arms, stretching the chains taut. I then run the club gently up your inner thigh, the cold surface sending shivers through your body. The hard, cold plastic rubbing against your pussy makes your legs weak.

For a few moments, I don't touch you at all, or speak to you. Your back is to me, so you can only wait and wonder what will be next......

I move to the outside of the cell, facing you. The cold steel bars make your nipples hard as rocks. I tease one of them with the cold club, then the other one. With each touch, your nipples grow harder, and more aroused. You groan deeply as the desire grows inside you. I slowly run the tip of the club down your chest, down your stomach, then down to your clit. I press the club gently against your clit, making your legs shake. I move it up and down, then back and forth until your pussy is dripping wet. I then slide the tip of the club inside your pussy, but only the tip, and only for a second. You tremble again briefly as the cold hard club enters your now dripping wet pussy.

"To the bars," I say forcefully. You move as close as you can to the bars, the cold steel sending shivers up and down your spine. Your nipples are still erect, your pussy dripping. Taking one of your breasts in my hand, I run my tongue around your rock hard nipple. Then, as I nibble on that one, my fingers begin to play with the other one. I squeeze your nipple between my fingers, still nibbling the other. Your moans increase, your pussy getting wetter all the time.

I slowly move down your body, my lips just millimeters away from your skin, my hot breath raising the gooseflesh on your stomach. Your body shudders again as I lower my lips to your clit, my tongue darting in and out of your pussy, my teeth pulling your clit into my mouth as my tongue massages it.

While my mouth massages your clit, I insert two fingers into hot, wet pussy. As I finger fuck you and suck your clit, the orgasm builds to unholy levels. Just before you cum, I stop again, leaving you trembling, shuddering, waiting....

I move back behind you once again, this time grabbing a fistful of hair, pulling your head back, whispering in your ear...."You've been a bad, bad girl."

I smack one cheek of your ass, then the other, the vibrations from each swat coarsing through your pussy. Each ass cheek gets redder and redder, and your moans get louder and deeper with each smack. In between swats, my fingers probe into your wet pussy, coming out dripping with your juices. "Taste it," I say, forcing my fingers into your mouth.

"Do you like the taste of your pussy?"

"Yes, sir."

"Do you think I would like the taste of your pussy?"

"Yes, sir."

"Maybe if you ask nicely, i will."

"Please, sir."

"Please, what?"

"Please eat my pussy, sir," you say timidly.

"I can't hear you," I say, as I position myself below your pussy, you straddling my face.

"Please eat my pussy, sir," you say a little more loudly.

"I still can't hear you," you can feel my breath tickling your inner thighs and your pussy lips.


I again take your clit into my mouth, sucking it while I fuck you with my tongue, my hands caressing the cheeks of your ass as they clench with each wave of pleasure. Each spasm earns you a smack, further heightening the pleasure.

"Tell me when you're ready to come."

"Yes, sir."

"I'm ready."


"I'm ready, sir."

I suck your clit further into my mouth, smacking both ass cheeks hard, the orgasm rocking through your body. You collapse, your wrists and ankles almost bleeding from straining againt the shackles, your hair wet with sweat and matted. You collapse, almost crying with ecstasy, and your naked body hugs the cell bars, watching me walk away, leaving your naked, exposed, and utterly satisfied.

Over my shoulder, I call out..." I think I'll let you off with a warning, this time..." as the door to the cell block slams shut.

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