Corporate Type
Chapter 26
The way this woman sucked was having a definite effect on you. Not only did she
suck on your nipple, but she drew your whole areola in and held it while she
twirled her tongue around it. The effect she had on you was incredible, she knew
exactly what she was doing, and she was good at it!
Her hands couldn't help her at all but that didn't matter one single bit, she
was going to bring you to orgasm using only her mouth!
You wanted to push yourself back away from the bars but she had food and you'd
eventually have to give in anyway, so you knelt there and watched her feed
ravenously on your breasts.
Within only a few more minutes you began to heat up between your legs and felt a
warm rush of sweat all over as your body responded in it's own way. When the
heat became convulsions, you bucked your hips against the bars and experienced
the thro's of passion as only a woman can.
She moved back away from the bars and smiled at you. Then she spoke softly, "You
can repay me later."
You were about to pull your huge breasts back inside the bars but she said,
"Stop, leave them there until I feed the others, so I can see them hanging out
waiting for me!"
You blushed from head to toe in embarrassment, but it could have been a flush of
anger too! You stood thrusting your precious mammary glands out of the bars
while she turned her cart around and pulled it toward the others. She walked
backwards enabling her to keep both eyes on you! You rested your arms by
reaching out to either side and grasping the farthest bars.
When she had finished feeding the other two women, she came back and put her
tongue on one of your nipples lapping it up and down, and you sighed thinking
she was about to go another round with them when she bit down hard suddenly
bringing a screech from your throat. Before you could react, she bit the other
one, really hard also. Then she stood back and said, "Kneel back and lift them,
and beg to trade them for some food."
You felt cheated, but she held all the options and you sat back on your heels,
bringing a hand under each breast and lifted it up. "Please may I trade my
breasts for some food?" You asked in a pleading voice.
Apparently this was exactly the right way to react because she pulled the food
cart within reach and allowed you to eat a few bowls.
When you finished, she smiled and said, "You know how to thank me."
You knelt up and pushed your breasts thru the bars one more time and she leaned
over and licked each nipple until it became rigid. Then she pulled her cart away
and left.
When she was out of earshot the woman next to you said softly, "She's gonna do
that to you every meal, but I don't blame you one bit for putting up with her!"
You had time to rest on the sand for a while before someone else came down the
hallway.
This time it was a male guard with a stick, carrying shackles to place on your
ankles and wrists.
He shackled you first and then the others before opening the bars and commanding
you all to walk out. The others led and you followed, stopping to retrieve your
tools. Down the long dimly lit passways of rock, feeling the whip on your hips
now and then more for harassment than pain, until you had returned to the place
they had you working yesterday.
You had worked quite some time in the same place and neither the women nor the
guard said nothing the whole time.
When another guard came, they whispered and then called out your name.
"Caroline," he said. "You have to follow me!"
The other women didn't stop scraping or shoveling but you did and walked over to
the guard and stood still. The guard looked you over, with a menacing frown on
his face. He stopped his gaze at your breasts for a very long time making you
feel very uncomfortable. Worse yet was the fact he cocked his head and twirled a
stick he carried, though it was much shorter than the other guards.
The guard didn't carry a whip but placed his stick on your thigh and
administered a highly powerful charge making you yell and nearly numbing your
leg.
He smiled and said, "Lets move along now," pointing down the passway.
You shuffled along wondering what was about to happen next. Walking while the
guard held his stick between your buttocks pushing you forward. At least he
didn't shock you with it.
The passway forked many times but he directed you exactly where he wanted. The
passways opened up into larger ones and then back into smaller ones but he kept
you on course easily.
Suddenly in front of you was a man sitting behind a desk. Beyond him you saw the
elevator! Your heart leaped for joy as you thought maybe I am leaving!
The guard at the desk stood and walked around to you. He commanded you, "Lean
back against the desk and spread your knees widely apart!"
You complied readily as there was hope that you might be leaving this depressing
place!
The guard commanded you to look up at the ceiling, and not to move!
You heard them both doing with the desk drawers and then heard, "Keep very
still."
Then you felt something press up in your pussy and the lips moved aside as a
greased slick object was pushed up into you.
One guard in front of you spoke, "Look at me and keep eye contact."
You stared straight forward into his dark eyes while noticing his expressionless
face looking back at you. Then he said, "This is almost all the way inside, but
it will be there only a moment."
It stretched you wide open and you wondered how large an object it was. Still
you had to lean back against the hard edge of the desk while holding your knees
so very wide apart, though your feet had shackles. What a worthless feeling you
had as this thing entered your most intimate of places.
The guard below your view said, "It is recording your inner temperature." "Look
down and watch as it comes out from inside you."
You moved your head and saw the black end was only a few inches long. As the
stick came out slowly, you felt and saw his hand rotate and twist it around. It
shocked you to see almost ten inches of it had came out but there was still more
coming!
The guard finally had the last of it out and he showed the end of it to you. The
end was metallic and had a tiny clear plastic area in the center, with numbers.
"Note you are extremely hot inside."
The guard stood up and you saw him place the black stick on the desk. Then he
moved to the chair and after sitting he recorded things in a large ringed binder
and told the other guard to take you away.
When the elevator door opened the guard told you to step on and move to the
back. He made you push your face against the back wall, but that didn't bother
you because you were thrilled just knowing that you were leaving this awful
place!
The elevator door closed and the guard behind you moved close and when the
elevator began rising he began to feel you all over, groping and squeezing,
saying, "We are going to miss you here, maybe you'll have to come back again
sometime."
The trip up was slow and bumpy and this guard got his share of groping done as
you rode up.
When the elevator finally stopped the guard told you to step away from the wall
turn around and walk out.
After you had faced him, he told you to get down on your hands and knees and
crawl after him. As you crawled after him with great difficulty through the
sand, you felt degraded once more. He didn't even have to turn around knowing
that you could only go so fast with shackles on ankles and wrist's in the soft
earth. It was much cooler down in the mines and the intense heat you felt now
made you begin to sweat profusely. You followed him along and realized that you
must have come out a different way that when you went into the mine because it
didn't resemble your memories of less than a week ago. He rounded a corner in
the darkened rock hallway and when you finally caught up with him you saw a
surprise.
Standing there in front of you on a long wagon were five women, all kneeling on
hands and knees facing you. They had huge breasts that hung down between their
arms from their ribs. The guard stopped in front of them and spoke to another
guard who appeared to be with them. During this time you saw four women dressed
much like horses with leather straps and all standing in front of the wagon.
They too were large breasted, but wore much more ornaments on theirs than the
women on the cart. The women wore large leather helmets of some sort that had
feathers sticking up out of the top. They also had tails of long hair sticking
from between their muscular buttocks. Each one had a very tanned and toned body,
hands bound to a belt about their waists.
