Part III
Ansley could not really sleep in her uncomfortable predicament. She was
awoken from her dozing the next morning by a cold container of water thrown
directly onto her crotch. It was the older guard again. "Relieve yourself now,
bitch. It could be your last chance for a while." Ansley did, was fed an
unappetizing breakfast, and led in her chains to a loading area. Two women
waited here. They each wore high boots that rose above their knees, tight blue
uniform pants, and sleeveless khaki blouses. They also had what appeared to be
leather paddles attached to their belts. The truck was standard white, and in
back was divided into 4 little cages. The person riding in each compartment
would be fully visible to any onlooker. There were 3 other girls there, naked
like her and chained in a similiar fashion.
One of the two officers spoke. "Okay listen up, you whores. We're
taking you to our special hard-labor camp up in North Florida. There you'll be
doing hard labor for the remainder of your sentences. We don't accept any
misconduct. Disobey in any way and we will sanction you."
One of the other girls, significantly rougher looking than Ansley, spat
back at them. "Fuck you, you bitches." The guard who had not yet spoken
stepped over to her, grabbed the leather slapper, and struck her squarely on her
pussy with it. Hard. The girl doubled up and squealed in horrible pain.
"You're gonna regret that, whore" the guard barked. They placed her, still
chained in the first cage. A full leather hood was locked onto her head, over a
ballgag. A posture collar then was locked on her neck so that her head was
immobilized. The guards applied metal clamps to her nipples and finally a large
metal clamp was brutally twisted onto her clit. The girl whimpered behind her
gag but was barely audible.
The other girls stood in shock. "Okay, any more dumb shits like her
among you?" the guard shouted. "You'll get to ride free and open, as it is.
The cage areas wont allow you to stand or move around much, and we're gonna
position you so that all of the tax-paying citizens of this state will be able
to look at you and laugh at you. You're gonna wear these the entire trip,
except when we stop to let you piss, if we do that." The guard then produced a
wicked looking device whose purpose was obvious. It was a harness with two
massive dildos pointing inwards, one for the pussy and one for each girl's ass.
The guard looked at Ansley. "We'll start with you."
The dildos were already lubricated. The guard slowly slid them into
each of Ansley's orifices. She screamed, not only from the size of the
intruders. They burned as they were inserted. "By the way," the second guard
snickered, "Those little toys are greased down with lube that has ground up
habanero pepper in it. It's gonna burn down there the whole ride." Then
Ansley was shoved, still whimpering, into one of the rear cages, behind the girl
in the hood. Before the door was latched, she was ballgagged, and a plug coming
from the dirty bed of the truck was attached to the harness. The other girls
were loaded into the truck wearing crotch harnesses like hers. The guard spoke
again. "Before we get going, you whores, I'l go ahead and tell you that those
dildos are gonna vibrate. In fact, they're vibrations will rise and fall with
the speed of the truck. We don't take the interstate so the speed's gonna vary
a lot and its gonna be a very long trip. You might cum often, or you might not.
That depends on how horny of a little slut you are. Either way, it'll be a good
show for everyone that sees you!"
