Copyright © 1997, Rich Humus, ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted through mrdouble@airmail.net. "Workin' on the Chain Gang" by Rich Humus "Ok, fellows, there are only two rules - one, if you're in her pussy, you're in a rubber. Don't worry, I brought plenty. And two, you gotta cum ON her face or IN her mouth, ok?" The cheers rang out around us. I grinned down at my somewhat helpless wife, Devon. But, I guess maybe I should start at the beginning. My lovely wife of 26 has a somewhat bizarre nature. She likes rough, kinky sex, but only when she's restrained and can't resist. I guess that makes it seem less of a voluntary thing for her, and it's easier to justify (as if you needed to justify rough, kinky sex, eh?) She didn't mind almost anything done to her, as long as she was bound in some way and couldn't resist. This has led to some rather wild times, as I'm sure you can imagine, and I thought I'd tell you about one of them. We'd been driving along the interstate for some time, looking for one thing in particular. Our state has recently been utilizing prison labor for road-side cleanup and maintenance, and we thought we might find a bus full of convicts and see what came up, so to speak. After about 45 minutes, we passed the signs that said "Road Maintenance Ahead", and Devon started to squirm in her seat. She couldn't do much else. She had on a short brown leather miniskirt that stopped at mid thigh. Just high enough so that when she sat down or bent over, you could see the sexy tops of her thigh-high stockings. She had on a teenager's red tube-top that did little to restrain her 36C breasts, unencumbered as they were by a bra or anything like it. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, and she had a small ball gag in her mouth. In the back seat was our "Head-Lock" , as we called it. This was a nifty little gadget that I'd cranked out in my workshop. It was like a pack frame that started at her shoulders and extended up about four inches above the top of her head. Padded restraints on the frame fitted snugly to either side of her head, below her chin, and across the top of her head. Two small straps separated by chrome bars split across her face, and when she was strapped into it, the device had the effect of completely locking her skull in a fixed position. The small straps acted to force her mouth open and not allow her to close it. She has perfected the art of swallowing (almost anything…) without closing her mouth, and if you think that's easy, you should try it sometime with a mouth full of (well, you fill in the blanks…) About the only thing she could perform with any body part above her neck was close her eyes. After a few hundred yards, we saw the bright blue buses off to the side of the road. There were two of them. I pulled the car up behind the last one, rolled down the window on Devon's side of the car, then got out, locked the doors, and walked up to the door at the front of the bus I was behind. "Hey, how're you doin'?" I nonchalantly asked the burly (aren't they all?) guard, sitting on the lower step with a riot gun cradled across his lap. I think I scared him out of his daydream a bit. "Hey, man, what'cha doin'? Who're you?" he grunted, fingering the gun nervously. I held up my hands, palms out. "Whoa, whoa, ease up. No problems here. But I got a proposition for you, if you're interested." "Huh?" Prison guards are not usually noted for their snappy conversational abilities. "See that car back there?" "Yeah" "See the woman in it?" He craned his neck back to look in the window. Devon's long red hair was blowing out the window, but you could still see in. Her gorgeous face looked back at him. "Yeah - not bad, buddy." "Well, she'd like to do her part for convict rehabilitation and, shall we say, relief of tension. " "What?" Man, this guy was dull. "SHE'D LIKE TO FUCK ALL YOUR PRISONERS! You too, if you're interested." That got his attention. "You shittin' me?" "Nope. Go ask her yourself." He did. He ambled back to the car, stuck his head in the window, and I could see him ask Devon something. Whatever he asked her, she must have answered correctly, because he straightened back up, turned to me, and smiled broadly. He walked back up to the front of the bus where I waited for him. "Ok, man, if that's your thing. Tell ya what, it's about time to break for lunch. There's a roadside pull-out about 2 miles up the road that's for official vehicles only. Meet us up there. I'll get the prisoners rounded up." I nodded and walked back Devon. "What'd he ask you?" I said, as I started the car and pulled out on the highway. "Mmm mmm". Ooops. Forgot the ball gag. I reached over and unstrapped it. "He asked me did I want to fuck and suck all his guys. I just nodded." Dev said, after massaging her jaw for a second. "How many are there, anyway?" "Looks like about 40 or so, babe. You're gonna get the shit fucked out of you today, that's for sure…" I grinned over at her. "Yeah, and you love it, you bastard…" she scowled half-heartedly. We reached the pull-out and I drove the car to the very end of it and turned it around facing the road. While we waited, I let her give me head. She's very, very good at it. In about 10 minutes, the two buses rumbled in to the dirt and pulled sideways next to each other. "Showtime, baby. Let's go." I pulled her head, reluctantly, off my cock and got out to help her out of the car. After she was out, I reached back and grabbed the "Head-Lock". I made a big scene of lowering it down over her shoulders and attaching and tightening all the straps. When I was done, her face was locked straight ahead, her head unable to move up or down, or to either side. Her lovely mouth gaped open about 3 inches. I reached into her bag, found the lipstick tube, and applied a fresh coat over her slightly sweaty lips. "Here, you rubbed a little bit off on me. Gotta look good for all the guys, eh?" I grinned. I reached into the car, grabbed the video camera, took her elbow and we walked up to the buses. I met my friend the guard. "Ok, let's go to the back and get going, shall we? Don't want to keep the guys waiting." We walked down the narrow aisle of the bus. The men in there could only gape at us. There was about a 70-30 split of blacks and Latinos and white guys. The all looked fairly tough, as I guess most prisoners do. I could feel Devon's excitement start to mount. When we got to the rear of the bus, I saw that it was set up just as I'd hoped. There was a long bench seat across the entire rear door, about 7 feet long. The guys sitting back there got up as we arrived, and moved out of our way up the aisle. I sat Devon down on the back bench. I motioned for her to stand back up. When she did, I reached out and pulled her miniskirt off. The second her shaved cunt came into view, the guys around us hooted and hollered like maniacs. I guess most of them hadn't seen live pussy for quite a while. Devon reddened, but didn't resist. Then I set her back down again. "Can I borrow a couple sets of cuffs from somebody? We only brought one pair." I said, chuckling. The guard handed over a set of his. I cuffed Devon's wrists to bars on either side of the seat, and pulled her feet out. She was half-laying, half-sitting on the bench, her ass just on the edge of it and her arms held out to either side. Then I cuffed her ankles to the bottom rails of the seats in front of us. Now she was pretty effectively restrained from any movement. I left her tube top on, for various reasons. She has very sensitive nipples, with rings, and I was concerned about some of the guys getting a little rough with her if we weren't careful. Besides, its fun to watch her suck the sperm out of her clothes during the ride home. I made my announcement about the rules as I set up the camera. I always captured all our adventures on tape, and had quite a library building up back home. "Line up, one by one, and have fun, ok?" I grinned over at them. And so it started. In about thirty seconds, we had a bus full of hard cocks looking to empty their stored up loads in and on my lovely wife. I looked down at her and winked. "Thirsty, dear?" She nodded as best she could, knowing what kind of drink she'd soon be tasting. I reached into her bag and handed the first lucky guy a rubber. He walked up and with hardly any preliminaries, shoved the first of many hard cocks right up Devon's snatch. She was already wet, as I knew she would be. I turned the camera on, and sat back to watch. The first guy lasted about 3 minutes before he pulled himself out of her with an audible "plop" and stood up, stripping the rubber off his cock. He aimed it well. The first jizz jet of the day landed right along side Devon's wide open mouth and fell in a long stripe of white up her cheekbone and across her eyes into her forehead. She grunted and orgasmed. I've gotten her trained so well. Four more jets of hot cum rained down on her before the guy was empty. Two of them he managed to shoot straight into her mouth. I looked in as he stepped away and watched her swallow roughly. "Good girl, that's what we want." I love women who swallow, and Devon could drink cum like it was water. The next three guys were pretty much the same route, a couple of minutes thrusting deeply into my bride's wet pussy, then a quick withdrawal and a jerk-off in her face. One guy did manage to shoot six good sized wads of nut-juice into Dev's mouth before he was finished. I watched as one huge gob of solid slime clung to her top teeth a few seconds before it dripped down into the pool of white sauce simmering in her jaws. I could feel my cock get hard. We all watched her swallow again, her Adam's apple bobbing in her neck. I could just imagine the wad of wet stuff sliding down her slim throat and dripping into her stomach. The fifth guy asked if her ass was available. Well, it was, kind of, since her hips hung over the edge of the seat like that. "Sure, " I said, "just let me prop her up a bit. We scrounged up a small pad of foam and I slid it under her hips, bringing the little brown and red pucker of her rectum into view, and accessibility. "Rubber?" the guy asked. I looked down at Devon. The best she could do was roll her eyes back and forth. No. "Nah, just stick it in there. You might want to juice up a bit first, though." He did. He unwrapped a good sized cock and slid it right into the balls up Devon's clasping cunt tunnel. He slid it back and forth a bit, you could hear the ‘sluuuurp schluuup" noise it made. After a minute or two, he pulled it out and placed the head of his cock at my wife's asshole. Then he pushed it in, about four inches all at once. "Unnnnnhgg" she grunted in pain/pleasure. Devon didn't often go in for anal play, but sometimes I thought she enjoyed it in these kinds of situations. Even nastier than normal, I guess. He slid in and out of her ass several times, each time going a little deeper in and a little farther out. Finally, he began sawing his entire cock, probably a good eight inches worth, in and out of my honey's hiney. "Hey, dude, I bet that's better than Faggot George's butt, eh?" rang out a voice from farther back in the line. Everybody around laughed at that. "Huhh..Yeah….huhh…this….bitch…is…tight…as…a…muthafucker…" he grunted between strokes, each word punctuated by a bottoming out in Devon's bottom. She was grunting and groaning with each thrust, and I'm sure was near another climax when the guy suddenly pulled out and slid up towards her mouth. I'm not sure if he planned to slip his slimy shaft between her semenized lips or not, but I said it anyway. "She really doesn't like the taste of shit, so keep it out of her mouth, ok?" I needn't have worried. His cock spit a huge rope of sperm right at her face before I even finished the sentence. It struck midway across her forehead and splattered right into her flaming red hair. The next jet bounced off her nose and splattered in half a dozen globs all over her cheeks. Then he drooled a long, drippy, slimy mass of it right into her open mouth. By now the semen on her face was really starting to pile up. Since the padding around her cheeks and chin didn't let it slide off, there was nothing for it to do but slowly puddle up where the cushions met her skin. There was a good tablespoon or two on the right side of her face, and at least that much if not more on the left side. The puddle at her chin was just under the lower lip already. I had cleverly molded the padding so that it would tend to puddle any moisture on her face up or over towards her mouth. Hell, I'd seen her once after about 60 guys came on her face, and she could barely be seen under the mask of white. It almost looked like plaster of Paris, with just her nose and eyebrows poking up out of the sperm lake. She had to continually swallow it as it dripped into her mouth. She rolled her tongue around the sperm in her mouth and swallowed again as her first ass-fucker moved away. He looked at me, grinned, and winked. "I'll be back." he said. "Fine by me!" I responded with a laugh. The next guy wanted something a bit different. He was a bit smaller than the other guys, and clambered up until he was straddling her chest. "I wanna fuck her face, man." "Go for it." He slid his cock right into her mouth. Now, I should tell you that Devon, in her young life, has mastered the art and science of deep throating like no other woman I've seen. I've watched her take huge eleven and twelve inch cocks right down her throat and milk them with her tonsils without even missing a beat. She somehow manages to breath through her nose and open up her throat to any size invader. This guy started moving back and forth, slowly at first, then when he realized that Devon was taking it all without a whimper, started speeding up faster and faster. He grabbed the chrome bars of the "Head Lock" behind her ears, and started viscously fucking her in the mouth. His ass moved back and forth like it was attached to a motor. After a few seconds, a foamy white froth built up around her lips as she sucked for all she was worth. I knew that the inside of her mouth was full of tongue and cock and semen and saliva. The froth dripped down her cheeks. Sweat started to bead on her forehead, watering down the sperm on it, making it slide downwards over her eyebrows and across the bridge of her nose. Then the guy slid slowly all the way into her mouth. We could see the outline of his cock halfway down her neck. "Ahhhhh….Christ…I'mm…cumin'..cummin'..cummin'.." I guess he was cumming. We watched his ass cheeks clench seven times. Seven times his cock spat a wet slime of sperm into my wife's stomach. We call this a "Direct Deposit". Slowly, he pulled himself out of her mouth, gasping like a gaffed carp. "Oh shit that felt good, man." "Glad you liked it" I looked down at Devon and grinned. She was gasping for air herself. The rim of white froth around her mouth looked like somebody had sprayed her with a foam fire extinguisher. "Next!" I called out. It went on like that for about 20 minutes. Guys would fuck her pussy or mouth, occasionally her ass, and cum on her face or in her mouth. The sperm on her face started really adding up now. I'd forgotten how pent up some guys get in prison, I guess. So had Devon, I'm sure. She was really getting filled up. She swallowed as much as she could, when she could. She came probably about a dozen times in that first half hour. As the time went on, and the guy's lunch break was ending, the guard, who had been about number 15 or so, came up to me. "Hey, man, we gotta be getting back to work pretty soon. The inspectors come along and if we're not out there, I'll get hell when I get back to the prison. " "Yeah, I can see that. OK, guys, speed it up a bit. Some of you may not have time to fuck her or anything. But feel free to jerk off and cum in her face or mouth if you'd like. There's room on either side of her if you want to climb up on the seat, you know." That gave them an idea. There were still about 20 guys in line in the bus, and I could tell that the last ten or so would never make it in time. I saw the guys in back messing around with something, but couldn't really see what it was. I didn't care, I was too busy watching my wife get fucked. We went through about three sets of three guys at once, one in her pussy or ass and two on either side of her. They'd all manage to try to cum at the same time and plaster Devon's face with three funky sperm shots, one right after the other. Her face was covered by now. Sperm lay in trails all up and down her cheeks and across her forehead and in her hair. There were droplets drooling down her chin and rolling off to either side of her nose, and all the time it was being fed into her mouth as well. I'd don't know if you've ever seen a woman who's just taken nine fucking cum shots in her face within the space of about five minutes, but believe me, it can be a real mess. Especially when some of these guys hadn't drained their balls for some time, as was the case. Every time she swallowed, we'd watch with interest as her throat bobbed up and down and we imagined the sperm flowing down into her stomach. She loves to swallow cum, as I've said before, but usually only when it seems like she's forced to. Strange gal. Finally, the guard blew his whistle and announced that they'd have to be going back, and for everybody to "finish up, you fuckers, and get the fuck back to work." The last guy in her pussy pulled out, jerked his cock a few times and shot several streamers of sperm up over her tube top and across her immobile face. Cum was drooling out of her nose and laying in long thin streams all over her face by now. Then the guys at the back of the line came up. "Hey, man, have her drink this. It's the best we could do." One of them held something out to me. It was the tin cup that they use for getting water from one of the large thermos jugs. Three guesses as to what was in it. No, Chocolate Yoo-Hoo isn't right. There was at least five or six ounces of bubbly, frothy, slimy, lumpy semen. A cum cocktail. I took the cup and turned to Devon with it. I watched her eyes widen in alarm. She knew even without looking what it contained. I could see her try to pull back away, but her cuffed arms and legs rather prevented that. "C'mon, babe, one last sip for the guys. Shall I just pour it right in, or should I slowly drool it in your hot slut mouth for you?" I chuckled. She couldn't answer, of course. I decided to pour it right in, all at once and see how filled her mouth got before she swallowed it. I adjusted the camera to make sure we got a close-up, then leaned over her and upended the cup. The sperm splashed down into her mouth, splashing out again all over her lips and chin and nose, then filled her mouth. I saw her tongue working to swish it around, then she swallowed once, twice, and a third time to finally clear it all out. I peeked in. The inside of her mouth was still clotted with a fine white sheen of sperm, as was her tongue. But she managed to keep it all in, trouper that she is. I put the cup down on the sheet, reached out and fingered her clit through three or four orgasms for her. Finally, we finished up. The guys all stood around as I uncuffed her and helped her slowly stand up. She was stiff and sore and could hardly stand without support. Cum drooled and dripped down off her face onto her chest, dotting the tube top with wet spots from nipple to nipple. I unhooked the "Head Lock" and slowly pulled it up and off her head. The guys all cheered lustily as she shook her head from side to side to unkink her neck muscles. "...gawd....fuckin'....damn!" she croaked hoarsely, then smiled at me weakly. I knew she'd had a good time. We walked back up the aisle of the bus to the cheers and yells of the now-satisfied prisoners. On the way back to the car I held her arm to keep her from trippping, the camera, the "Head Lock" and her skirt in my other hand. "You know, honey, I think I know where we can spend our vacation next month...." I whispered. "..Um, where...?" "I hear there's a very nice tourist attraction up in upstate New York. I think it's called....oh yeah. Attica?" Devon just groaned. I smiled. The end. -- -- Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!! http://www.mrdouble.com Be There.....