I have a fantasy where I am sent on assignment to a prison to sit with a select group of its inhabitants for a group therapy session. I am nervous about visiting the prison, however, want this on my resume so I suit up. I wear a long black pencil skirt, thigh highs and heels. Heels always make me feel sexy and strong and visiting a prison is so intimidating, I figure it’ll help me to be brave in this situation. My blouse is plain, and I’m wearing glasses and my hair in a bun. Thinking I look sophisticated and not slutty, I leave for the prison excited and nervous.
When I get there, I am escorted by guards to a dark room which has chairs situated in a circle, obviously for a group discussion. I decide to stand until the group arrives, and I pace while I wait. After a few minutes, the door opens and in walks ten of the most handsome, strapping men my eyes have ever seen. One of the prisoners hands the guard something and then the guard disappears. That’s not supposed to happen, I am not supposed to be left alone with them, I thought.
My fear intensifying, my heartbeat quickens as I am encircled by the men. They are practically drooling, eye fucking me and smiling slyly. Finally, one of them speaks and he tells me to undress. When I hesitate, he grabs me by the hair and rips my blouse off in one motion. This incites the other men, and they all begin groping at me, pulling off my clothes and forcing me to the ground. I was being forcefully fucked in all three holes, and was taking a beating too. Funny, though I was horrified and scared, my pussy was so fucking wet and the orgasms kept washing over me, rocking my body.
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