I had but a fleeting peek at all this. The warden, whirling like the dancing fool that he was, kept me busy holding onto his shaggy mane that I might not be dashed to pieces on the paved floor!
"Look!” he cried, stopping and holding me aloft with his powerful, ham-like hands. “Look, a blond! A beautiful blond! Fair enough for my own fair Russia, yet selfish enough to hide her crowning beauty from my gaze! Zounds! Is the woman dead?” he said, tossing me upon the table and clawing at my skirts.
"Strip! Get out of your clothes, quickly! It is the only way!” It was Bernice whispering into my ear! Somehow, though I'll never be able to explain how, I caught the spirit of the thing!
With clawing fingers, I tore at the fastenings of my dress and underthings! Not satisfied with this, the warden was clawing at my slippers and stockings, pulling them too! I tripped, fell sprawling upon the table, and here the denuding was completed! As naked as a newborn baby, I was lifted again in his powerful hands! With one hand beneath the crook of my right knee, the other under the small of my back, I was held aloft while his carnivorous mouth sought out the treasures of my nude body!
Nina and Anna were upon the table now, and a moment later they, too, were also naked and submitting to the indignities of their partners! Laughing, shouting, kicking their legs this way and that, offering their hairy cracks to probing fingers and tongues, the mad scramble went on! I knew it was useless to resist; I gave myself up to the maddening caresses of the froglike mouth.
What an orgy! Bernice, under the very eyes of the awed girls who had fallen back from the table, was being fucked by a guard! Anna, who had succeeded in freeing her partner's cock from his trousers, was astride his lap and was riding up and down upon his hard cock! Nina was kneeling before the other guard and was sucking his tool, sliding it in and out of her mouth as though it was the last she was ever to get!
Myself? Well, I was being sucked off! The warden, seeing that I had given way to his seeking mouth, laid me upon the table, while he, on his knees before me, held my thighs in his great hands and feasted his mouth on my most secret charms!
Why not resist? Why not fight them off? One might well ask all these and more questions. But to what purpose? Hadn't we gone there for an orgy? And if we refused to enter into the vile performance, would we not be forced against our will? The answer was yes. We would have been forced, so why not submit peacefully?
I expected, of course, that the brute would ravish me after the delightful service he had just rendered me, and I wasn't at all sure I didn't want him to. But he didn't; at least not just then. Instead, he rose and gazed about him, not unlike one who had just committed a great theft and was afraid he had been caught.
Bernice, in the meantime, had been freed of the weight of her partner, and coming to the warden, clasped her arms about his neck, kissed his still-wet mouth, and cried, “You old darling, I've got to have at least a dozen new girls, and you've got to furnish them for me!"
"Of course, of course! Why not! Ho! Ho! Of course I shall! And the price will be a hundred rubles and a fuck each! What say you to that, you half-nigger wench? Ho! Ho! What say you to that?"
I wondered at the strange names he called her, but I was to learn that Bernice was wise to the ways of the Russian warden.
"Of course I'll pay the price, pig! Lead me to them, oh keeper of my cunt, and you shall have your gold! Lead on!"
"What is it now?” I whispered in Bernice's ear while the great warden was mustering his guards
"We are going for an inspection of the prison, and mind you, say nothing to those who hurl insults at you. Here, put on your slippers, for we shall climb many stairs and the way is hard!"
"Like this?” I asked, referring to my nude form.
"Why not?” she said, smiling and patting my belly. “Your blond beauty will be a treat to their tired eyes."
"Fie!” I cried, rubbing amorously against her. “It's not half as pretty as yours."
"You think mine pretty?” she asked, cocking her head to one side.
"Sweet enough to eat!” I quickly answered.
"Be careful, darling,” she cooed, rubbing in turn against me, “or I'll take you literally and offer it to you!"
"Is that a promise?” I said. “Can I depend on it?"
"You may-providing I might have yours at the same time!"
The great warden had gone on ahead, and the other two girls were grouping about us, thus cutting off further promises. “Isn't it grand?” cried Anna.
"Isn't it just too lovely for words?” cried Nina.
"Wait until you've had a taste of the warden's giant cock!” cried Anna. “He'll be sure to take you to his bed! You're new to him, and he always falls hard for a new girl! Like it?"
"Wait until I've tried it, and then I'll report,” I answered. “Anyway, if it's as nice as I've heard, why shouldn't I like it?"
"You will! I've had it half a dozen times and I know! That's why he didn't diddle you here on the table; he's waiting until he gets you on his bed, and once he has you there, baby, you'll know the meaning of a good fucking!"
A few moments later we heard a whistle, and as this seemed to be the signal for us to come on, we trooped across the flagged floor and into the men's section of the great prison.
I'll never forget that experience! Think of being a prisoner in that dreadful place and having four stark-naked women stop before your cage and flirt outrageously with you! It was the most cruel thing I had ever seen-or been party to. Men, their eyes sticking almost out of their heads, stared at us as we wandered along the various corridors. Would you believe it, dear, there were men who had been incarcerated there for months, for years, without even so much as a peek at a woman? Would you believe it when I tell you that more than one of them openly masturbated right before our eyes? Would you believe it when I say that those three girls stood as close to them as was safe and allowed the scalding fluid to splash upon them as the prisoners ejaculated?
That is as true as the gospel, my friend.
Nor were the girls alone in their taunts. The guards, taking eagerly to this mode of torture, lent their lascivious aid by calling attention to our various charms, mine with the others. They were careful, however, not to let any of the caged brutes get their hands upon us.
Finally, having spent at least an hour touring the men's section of the prison, we entered a large room. This proved to be part of the women's section, though they were never allowed to enter this room unless called. The place sported a rug upon the floor and there were several easy chairs and two or three couches scattered about the place.
"Line up the women,” the warden said to one of the guards, “and march them in here in pairs!"
And so we waited for the parade of the younger girls. Since this would take several minutes, the guards and the warden made good use of their wait. Anna and Nina wasted little time in getting the two guards on the couches, while the great and handsome warden took both Bernice and myself upon his willing lap.
"Naughty old cunt-lapper!” she chided him, patting and caressing his cheeks. “Don't forget our bargain, you old pig! I'm to have a dozen girls-if your old musty jail can furnish that many-and for every one I choose, you have got to give me a fuck! Do you understand that, old Frog-Face!"
"You think I can't!” cried the warden. “Ho! Ho! You think I can't! No? Very well, half-nigger! I'll take you both! I'll ram your guts out! Ho! Ho! I'm as fresh as a newborn baby! I haven't had a woman today! Ho! Ho! You will see! Ho! Ho!"
The girls were led in and were as quickly led out again.
More were led in. Like the others, they were stark naked. Almost without stopping, they were led away. “What is it?” cried Bernice, pulling his shaggy hair. “What is this? Some kind of a new game? Where are the good-looking cunts? Bring on something with a little style! Something my clients will rave over! For a hundred rubles I should have queens, you old pig!"