"People like you make me sick," she growled. "You skulk in the gutter, scraping a living off people you envy and hating them because you know they will always be better than you. You're nothing but a lowlife cocksucker."

"I bet he's a really good cocksucker though," another of the women said.

"Let's find out," suggested another.

I had no idea what they were talking about, but did not have to wait long to find out. They lowered the rope that bound my wrists until I was kneeling on the grass. Then, a high cheek-boned, statuesque brunette I would have been offering to buy a drink for if I had met her in a bar, unzipped her skintight purple leather micro dress and rolled it down over her slender body. I had just about registered the unusual bulge in her pink silk G-string, before it followed her dress to the ground and I found myself staring at a very large and rapidly stiffening cock.

"What the fuck?" I yelled.

Before I could ask any further stupid questions, the eight-inch boner was being forced into my mouth. Another vixen held me by the hair, while the riding whip rained vicious lashes on my ass and thighs. I almost choked on the thick length of meat that was rammed down my throat.

"That's it, Zorna, fuck that bitch!," somebody shouted.

A camera flashed and I knew how it felt to be caught on the wrong end of the lens. While Zorna fucked my face, her heavy balls slapping my chin at the end of each breathtaking thrust, several of her companions started to strip. Only then did I realize I was a prisoner in a lair of she-males. Gathering around, the heavily made-up he-bitches stroked their cocks in readiness for me. A virgin schoolgirl in an all-male prison could hardly have been more terrified and the convicts could not have looked more menacing. Had my mouth not been stuffed with cock, I would have screamed for mercy. Not that it would have done any good. These sadistic chicks with dicks had me right where they wanted me and were going to use me as they pleased.

A few minutes later, Zorna's cock trembled in my mouth and a hot wad of cream hit the back of my throat. I had no choice but to swallow the thick deluge. Some of the mess oozed from the corners of my mouth and trickled down my chin. The taste was far from unpleasant, though I was in too much pain and terror to come even close to enjoying it. When her balls were emptied, the tall she-male withdrew her dripping shaft from my mouth and wiped it on my face. I scarcely had time to catch my breath, before another huge hard-on was presented to my lips. I opened wide, knowing I would taste the whip again if I refused.