Still, I was overcome with a desire to have it! Forgetting the strange scene being enacted before us, I dropped to my knees before him and kissed the purple head, trying to take it between my lips, but it was far too large! Blind, now, to everything else about me, I kissed and tickled the orifice with my tongue, squeezing and stroking the great column. I bit the head and ran my mouth up and down its entire length! Screams, cries, and shouts were mingled in the bedlam of noises! Soiled hands clutched my head, pressing it with ever-increasing force against the throbbing head of that wonder-dart, trying, it seemed, to drive it into my mouth! Somewhere I heard Bernice cry aloud like a banshee!
Pandemonium had broken loose! Other guards rushed upon the scene! I was forcefully dragged off! Clutching hands tossed me, as though I were a feather, to the stone-paved floor! Naked feet, as well as feet shod with hobnailed shoes trampled me, ground me to a pulp-or so it seemed!
Through all this maze, I saw other women rushing upon us. Women from the wards-women too far gone to mingle with those whose cells we had visited! It was as though the very beasts of hell itself had been turned loose upon us! Somewhere in the distance, a great gong clanged. It was enough to raise the dead from hell, so great was the crashing beat of its gigantic hammer; but it was dimmed by the inferno of babbling, screaming voices!
I tried to creep away, but I didn't get far. Great, hairy hands clutched me! I was tossed high in the air! A great beast of a man, far more heinous than the warden-if that were possible-was dragging me away! I screamed! Other hands clutched me, were trying to drag me away from the foul beast that seemed bent on carrying me off to his den…
I had fainted. When I opened my eyes, I was upon a bed-a very dirty bed. Startled, I tried to sit up, but I was forced gently back against the pillows. “Lie still.” It was Bernice. With her were Anna and Nina. No longer were they the beauties who had entered this hell.
"What ever has happened?” I asked, trying again to sit up.
"We seemed to have arrived at the most inopportune time,” answered Bernice. I thought her unusually calm in the face of what I decided must be the end of the world, if one were to judge by the din somewhere outside the door.
"What is it?” I repeated.
"There has been a mutiny; but it's all right now-the guards are putting it down."
"A mutiny,” I cried, fearing the worst. I had heard of such things happening. Nina was gazing through a crack in the door.
"It will be all over in a moment,” she said. “They are driving the prisoners back."
"Here. Drink this.” Anna pressed a bottle to my mouth. The wine tasted good to my parched lips. In a few moments, the warden came in and we learned what had caused the trouble.
It seemed the sight of us walking through the prison before all those men had been too much for them. They had overpowered a guard, taken his keys and liberated the others, and then they liberated the women. The combined gang had rushed upon us. A few had been killed, many had been injured, and not a few had managed to make their escape.
"It's all right!” cried the warden, brandishing his great, hairy fists above his head. “They couldn't stand up under these! Ho! Ho! I taught them what it means to cross me! Me! The new czar of all the Russians! This will be the beginning of the overthrow of a tyrant! A despot! A new czar shall rule!"
He ranted on and on. Now it was all clear to me. He, like his egotistical sister, the countess, was mad! Mad with a lust for power!
Strange, isn't it? Like Bernice, the beautiful and talented girl who rested beside me, who had her choice of the most handsome and talented men of all Europe, I found myself admiring the beast, mad though he was.
Bernice, taking advantage of the situation, managed to get him down beside us upon the filthy bed; and like the child he was, he quickly forgot the terrible battle that even then was going on in a far section of the prison.
Toying fingers worked stealthily at the buttons and fastenings of his torn clothing; nimble fingers freed his great feet and legs of their nether coverings, and soon the great, hairy beast lay naked among us.
"Now, you old pig,” cried Bernice, throwing herself into his arms, “I shall pay part of my debt! You are going to fuck me!” But the warden would have none of her. He wanted me! I was the new woman; and the great beast was forever seeking new women!
He mounted me! I thought I was being split, so huge was his rammer, but thanks to his early sucking-kiss, the wine, and my unsatiated passion, I was soon penetrated as I had never been penetrated before!
Would you believe it, my friend, when I say that that man spurted his seed three times into me before he relieved me of his great weight?
Would you think me silly when I say that as soon as he could do so he mounted Anna and rode her to a most satisfying conclusion?
After that, he mounted Nina? Then Bernice, and then me again? We spent the entire day in that filthy room, and he was the only one to share our persons? Did you, I ask, ever hear of such a man?
No, you never did, nor did anyone else. I lost track of the number of times the man mounted me. I know only that I paid a great price for Rose's freedom. Food was brought before us. Naked, we ate it. Wine was splashed about that den as so much water, and we were drenched with it-this and the great amount of sperm that beast was continually pouring over us.
Taking advantage of my temporary freedom, I went to the door and looked out just in time to prevent a tragedy. One of the guards had dragged Rose into the outer room, and even as I looked on, he was trying to mount her! I screamed. The warden-at that very moment penetrating the lovely Bernice-stopped his delightful task and rushed toward me. Seeing what was about to take place, he dashed past me and into the outer room where, with one well-directed smash of his great fist, he sent the other reeling across the stone-paved room to crash, a beaten, bloody mass, against the far wall!
If there was anything on God's green earth I didn't witness that day, then I do not know what in heaven's name it could be-and I was the happiest person on earth when at last we were allowed to depart. My education was-I believed-complete. Arson, rape, sadism, lesbianism, sodomy-nay, I had even witnessed murder! Before my very eyes I had seen men and women killed! Beaten to death!
But I had Rose! That little darling who was to mean so much to me in the near future.
I insisted that Rose be taken with us; the other prisoners were to follow with a guard. Bernice, having previously imported women to her house, knew they would arrive; the warden would never pass up a chance to get his filthy hands on such a considerable sum.
If you will remember, my friend, I had no servants of my own, so Rose was a very welcome member of my household.
I have always been glad Rose did not witness the frightful orgy which took place in that filthy bedroom. Had she, I doubt very much whether she would have become so attached to me.
CHAPTER IX
When we finally arrived back in Pest, Bernice returned to her home, but Anna and Nina came to my apartment. Here they took a prolonged bath and tumbled into bed for a much-needed rest.
Rose, having already seen me naked in the prison, acted as my maid, and it wasn't until the two girls had retired that I decided to bathe, and here I was given an example of her true worth.
She insisted upon bathing me. From head to toe I was shampooed and scrubbed. I found her apt in arranging hair, and I allowed her to do mine until, at last, I slumped, exhausted, on my bed.