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Prison Break! (Mr. M and Nurse K)

He wanted her to worship his cock. Not just his cock, but cocks in general.He wanted her to revere it, to live for it, because it was the one thing she could never have. She wasn't sure exactly what she thought about his philosophy. He was right about one thing -- she would never have a cock. She did like cock, that she didn't doubt. There was no way that she could be a lesbian. When she had a man that she liked, she enjoyed his cock a lot. Levins was different though. She didn't know how she was going to pretend to worship his cock effectively when she didn't even like it.

She lifted her eyes up and actively looked at Levins' cock for the very first time. Before that she'd avoided it, only looked it in peripherally or not at all. She looked at it now though, and saw that he was right, it was normal looking. She leaned towards it and rubbed her cheek against it lightly. It was strange to feel his cock slide across her cheek, like she was cock slapping herself. She rubbed it on the other cheek too and then slowly ran her tongue along it gently. She kept her eyes either down to the floor or on his cock, but never up to him. At this point her eyes would give her away, but she was trying very hard to lavish his penis with affection.
 
Levins moaned very softly as she gently rubbed her face against his length, and his breath hissed in when her tongue caressed him. He let her continue a bit, letting her focus on his shaft and head. "Don't forget the balls, now. They're a part of the whole package, they deserve care and attention, as well. Be gentle."

He almost wanted to put his hands on her head, and indeed, she could see his fingers flex, move toward her, but he paused and resisted. He was enjoying her doing her thing; perhaps he was testing her resolve, her ability to act. He kept himself from grabbing her head, and instead just angled his hips differently, thrusting his cock out a bit further to allow her more access.
 
The balls. She actually had forgotten about his balls in her quest to make her service seem good, which she supposed was probably a bad thing. He'd moaned and hissed, but he hadn't really praised her. She felt good and bad about that. No praise meant maybe she wasn't doing as well as she could be, but no praise almost meant that she didn't have to hear him tell her how much pleasure she was giving to him.

She moved her head down underneath his length, bringing her face right up to his balls. She tilted her face upwards and gently ran her tongue over his balls once. It was sort of a strange feeling to do that, but it wasn't really bad. She did it again and again, her tongue maneuvering all over his testicles. Then she laid gently kisses on them, sucking them into her mouth very lightly.
 
Levins moaned out loud as she suckled on his balls. "Oh, fuck! Sugar tits, your mouth is magic." He gasped and his hands went to cradle the top of her head, and his fingers clenched momentarily in her hair. He didn't try and control her head, but his hands encouraged her to work on him some more. "Fuck, woman. I can't wait anymore. I want you to salute my cock by taking it in your mouth."

His breathing was already faster, and he was clearly excited, as his cock was harder now than it had been when she started. He tried to adopt a more severe demeanor, judging from how he tried to get control of his expression, but it was clear from his voice, even if she didn't look up, that he was very taken with the attention she was giving his private parts...
 
A strange thing happened to her when he praised her. She actually swelled with pride a little bit. Levins had never given her a real word of praise before, it'd always been demeaning and meant to hurt her. But this time, it seemed, he truly meant it. Her body tensed when he put his hands on her head, expecting him to grab hold of her hair and yank her around, but he didn't. He just left them there, his fingers idly moving through her hair.

She moved her head back from his balls, repositioning herself to better take his cock into her mouth. She noticed immediately that his cock was a lot harder than it'd been when she'd started, and it had certainly been hard then. She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his head, pushing down slowly over his length. She knew how to suck a cock, but so far Levins had been giving her meticulous instructions and she didn't want to overstep her bounds.
 
"Maybe... maybe T-Bone collaring you did you some good after all," Levins panted as she eased herself down his length. "Oh, God, woman... I might have to call you Sweet Lips, because your mouth is incredible!" He pulled his hands away, with some effort. "Okay, girl, let's see what you can do. I know you say you can appreciate cock, let's see what you can do."

He sort of leaned back, or as much as one can do that sort of thing while standing. She was kneeling in front of him, her hands at her back, and giving him all the attention he could hope for. Why wouldn't he be happy? But as she was aware, it was likely he was just testing her, still, seeing if she could really be subservient, or if she would break. He wasn't pushing her hard, yet, though... if she was lucky and worked him well, maybe he wouldn't? The thought surely crossed her mind, but whether she put any weight behind the idea...
 
For a brief moment Elsa wondered if Levins knew anything about what she and T-Bone did together. He didn't seem to. That was good, at least in her mind. If he knew what she was willing to do with T-Bone, he would probably expect something like that or at least more than she currently gave him. Sucking his dick was one thing, but riding him desperately and wildly was a complete other.

She pushed her mouth down further on his length and began to actually suck on him. She had to fight the urge to pull her hands out to assist her efforts, and to undoubtedly make him cum faster and get this over with. She bobbed her head up and down slowly at first, working him deeper into her mouth every time. She allowed her tongue to massage his underside too, working until he was just reaching her throat.
 
Levins luxuriated with the feel of her mouth, her tongue, the suction of her, and enjoyed how she took him deeper. His groans made her recognize how much he was enjoying it.

He looked over at the bed, and then made a move. At one point, when she had taken him fully into her mouth, his hand came around to the back of her head and held her there. He didn't force himself any further, he didn't try to choke her, but he kept her from pulling off. "All right, Sweet Lips, just follow me, and don't let my dick leave your mouth... it's a test, now, to see if you can manage to keep hold of me while I'm moving. Oh, uh... You can use your hands to move on, if you gotta."

With that, he moved onto the bed, on his knees, just climbing on there and backing up, slowly, allowing her to follow, giving her plenty of time to compensate. He drew them both onto the bed, so they were fully in the middle of the well-made bedspread, and then he moved the pillows and sat down, his legs spread wide, leaning against the headboard, his hips angled to present as much of his manhood to her as possible... "Please continue to impress me. Shaft, balls, the whole works. I want to feel your magic, Sweet Lips."
 
A large part of Elsa could not believe that she was actually working so hard to please a man who had raped her, more than once, and had plotted to murder her. That she was being tested by him, and she actually wanted to pass the test. When his hand touched the back of her head she tensed up for a moment, expecting him to suddenly throw her head down or something. But it didn't do that, it just held her there.

And then he was moving and telling her that she needed to move too. She followed him as best she could, not using her hands until she had to use them to hoist herself up onto the bed. Once she was on the bed she crawled towards him, pushing her head forward to keep his cock inside of her mouth. When Levins had stopped moving and had positioned himself the way he wanted she crawled up as close as she could get to him and placed her hands behind her back again.

She glanced up at him only once, when he said please. That was weird. It wasn't really a request, as she knew she couldn't say no, and yet she really appreciated that he'd said please. It actually made her want to do well. This different Levins was having a strange effect on Elsa. She had a little trick up her sleeve and she decided to use it. She never thought she'd use it on Levins, the one she hated, but...she felt a little differently about that now. She drew her head back until he was almost all the way out of her mouth and then slowly pushed down until he was entirely in her mouth. Then she slid her tongue down his underside until it reached his base. She opened her mouth a little wider and brought him into her throat, her tongue snaking out to rub against his balls gently.
 
Levins threw his head back and moaned outright at the caress of his tongue on the top of his balls. "Oh, fuck..." he gasped in obvious pleasure, "Oh, fuck, girl, this is how you please a man's cock." His hands came to her head, and wound in her hair, but again, did not control her, as she was doing just great in pleasing him on her own.

After a little while of just enjoying her efforts, he was panting. "Now, you just keep doing what you're doing," he said carefully. Then he raised his voice. "Tiny! You gotta see what this little slave girl is doing to me!" He grinned down at her, murmuring, "You keep working, now. Tiny being here doesn't change what you have to do; keep respecting the cock, Sweet Lips."
 
Her muscles tensed up with fear when Levins raised his voice and called Tiny in. She had thought she would have separate time with both of them, that she would figure out how she was going to please them both on their own, certainly not together. She'd never liked being watched either, when she was doing something like this. That was part of the reason that first encounter in the shack had been so horrifying to her.

She tried though, not to let Tiny's presence bother her. She just kept her eyes down near Levins crotch area, pretending that they were still alone. She retracted a little, taking him out of her throat. She sucked a little harder on him now, bobbing her head again a couple of times before taking him into her throat once more, her muscles there contracting on him. Then she slid her tongue out again, dragging it across his balls.
 
Levins moaned deeply when she did her tongue trick again; he trembled and threw his head back, resting it against the wall. His hands stroked her hair as she worked, clenched a bit in her hair, but again, didn't control her. He seemed ready to keep her head attached to him, but since she was good, he didn't need to exert any control.

Tiny entered the room hesitantly. He took one good look, and breathed "Goddamn!" He approached the side of the bed, staring. "Pretty lady sucks deep!"

Levins looked up. "Tell you what, strip off and go stand at the bottom of the bed, there. Let me enjoy the slave a little while longer, then we'll see about you." He turned back to Elsa. "You're doing wonderfully, I can see why T-Bone wanted to claim you as his slave. Give me one of those deep lickings, again... then I want you to turn around and crawl down to the end of the bed and say hello to Tiny's cock. Really pay attention to it, make it feel good, just like you did with mine. His balls too..." Levins luxuriated in another ball-scouring by her tongue, then let her up.
 
Elsa gave Levins one more deep tongue lick, sort of enjoying the way that she affected him this time. It was a lot more fulfilling when he wasn't forcing her head down and cackling about what a bitch she was. He seemed more like a normal man instead of a psycho murderer. Actually, he didn't seem like a murderer at all when he was like this. After she'd given him the other lick she slowly let off of his cock, feeling him slide out of her throat and then all the way out of her mouth. She snuck a glance up at Levins, a little smile on her face and then turned around to see Tiny at the end of the bed.

She wasn't exactly excited about having to suck another dick, but she'd get it over with. She crawled to the edge of the bed and opened her mouth to take Tiny's cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on it, but used her hand on his balls. She didn't exactly want to do as much for Tiny as she'd done for Levins.
 
As she was about to suck on Tiny, Levins spanked her ass from back behind her, getting up from his relaxed seat. "No, I said pay attention to it, Sweet Lips. Give it respect. It's a cock, it's worthy of your attention and pleasure. Doesn't matter who owns it. Now I want to see you paying it proper respect, cock and balls both. Right now."

He came up on his knees behind her, watching her closely, resting his hands on her ass cheeks, his spit-slick shaft waving above her back. Tiny, on the other hand, stood at the foot of the bed, watching her curiously. He was an excellent muscular specimen, and his penis was quite nicely sized, although his overdeveloped muscles made it appear artificially smaller than it actually was. He was fully rigid and fully naked, just waiting for her.
 
When Levins chided her for not respecting the cock the way he wanted her to, she actually felt a little bad. Somehow Levins had sucked her into his little philosophy for the time being. She looked at Tiny's cock for real this time, examining it a little. She stroked him gently, her fingers fondling his balls. She leaned down and kissed the head, running her lips down his length. She nudged her head underneath his cock and rested her lips against his balls, kissing and licking them gently.

Then she lifted her head up and ran her tongue back up Tiny's length. She murred softly and then kissed the head once more, pushing her lips down over the head. She sucked on it gently for a couple of moments and then pulled off, taking the time to lick his head again. She then wrapped her lips around him once more and began to actually suck on him.
 
Tiny gasped and moaned as she ran her mouth all over his privates. He also brought his hands up to rest on her head, but didn't push her or control her, he just rested his hands. It as quite clear that he was enjoying the attention and he trembled with how she paid special attention to his balls. The men do seem to like the balls...

In the meantime, Levins stood on his knees on the mattress behind Elsa, his hands on her hips, watching her carefully to see that she was doing right by Tiny's penis. He was satisfied by the time she started to suckle, so he patted her rump as she worked. "All right. Good job, little slave girl; keep that up." He watched as she started getting more into the work. "Now, I want you to keep giving Tiny his due. I'm going to check out how you perform in other ways..."
 
Elsa noticed Tiny's extra response when she touched his balls. She decided that she'd be best suited to focus most of her attention there, and it would make her job a lot easier. She kept sucking him regularly, but pushed her hand underneath him again to keep fondling his balls. She squeezed and rubbed them gently, massaging them with a couple of her fingers. She slowly took him deeper into her mouth, realizing that he was actually larger than she'd originally thought he was. He had to work a little harder to get him all the way in, but eventually she got there. When she finally did, she slid her tongue out under him and slid it along his balls, the way Levins had liked so much.

She could feel Levins preparing himself behind her. She wasn't sure why, but some part of her had hoped that if she gave him really good head he wouldn't want to have sex with her. He hadn't come though, so she guessed he wasn't really done. She shivered lightly when he patted her rump, trying not to become afraid.
 
Tiny responded very well to her handling of his balls, and in particular seemed very responsive to her taking him all the way into her mouth and throat. He was larger than she had remembered, but some of that might be the extra stimulation she was giving him. In any case, this was the first time she had taken him so deep in her mouth, and he was trembling with the sensation. His strong fingers twitched on her hair, and he panted, already highly aroused.

Levins slid his hands down her cheeks and then gently pried them open. His hips moved and dipped, and Elsa could feel the spit-slick blunt head of his cock maneuvering under her, tapping on her pelvis and then nosing up the spread-open flesh, brushing over her half-covered clit as it sought out her pussy's channel. "Now, this is going to be a test, Sugar Lips; you gotta keep your attention on Tiny while you let me take you, and follow both our instructions."

Tiny brought his head up. "Instructions?" he gasped.

"Not now, Tiny." Levins moved so that one hand was holding her open, the spread fingers of it holding her nether lips slightly apart. The other gripped the base of his cock, and he slid it up and down, teasing her, taunting her, making her anticipate his entry, whether for good or ill. Or maybe he was arousing himself with the brush of his dickhead on her flesh. Either way, he was getting himself ready.
 
Elsa didn't really understand why Levins had to have her ass cheeks pried open to have sex with her. Elsa was severely anti-anal and it bothered her a lot that he would do that. Levins could probably guess that, though, and did it on purpose, just to test her. And now she had triple the work to do. Keep servicing Tiny, let Levins screw her, and change what she was doing if either or both of them told her to.

Then his hands moved to spread her pussy. She realized that Levins had never done much actual touching of her before, he'd just thrown her down, taken her, laughed, and walked away. But now he was actually taking the time to touch and feel her womanhood. She was already finding it difficult to concentrate on moving up and down on Tiny's cock, massaging him with her tongue, and fondle him with her fingers when Levins' cock was sliding his cock all over her pussy.

The worst part? Levins was actually succeeding in arousing Elsa a little bit with his teasing of her flesh. She could feel herself moistening some, though she hoped he wouldn't notice and would just think it was from her own spit that he was swirling around her.
 
Levins' voice was sharp behind her. "Are you slacking off, there, slave girl? Keep giving him that good head, like you gave me. Pleasing that cock is your job; whatever other distractions I give you, I want you to keep your mind on that job, you hear me?"

He continued to tease at her with his cockhead as he reprimanded and reminded her. His hot flesh rubbing up and down on her own, brushing against her clit on the downstroke and teasing between her lips on the upstroke, kept arousing her, even if it was just a little bit at a time. His dick was indeed still quite slick from her previous attention, and he was enjoying the feel of it, the anticipation and the teasing. He could see her body moving, whether from nervousness or arousal, it didn't matter, but he liked it, and wanted to draw it out a little more, so he waited to do anything more until she was back at work on Tiny...
 
She nodded that she heard Levins, immediately pushing her head down further on Tiny. She took him into her throat again, going slowly so that she wouldn't choke. She bobbed her head up and down, feeling him slide in and out of her throat. She slid her tongue along his underside again, performing her trick on him once more.

Elsa felt that Levins was really trying to tease her. What his motivation was, she wasn't sure, but she knew that he was doing this to purposely distract her. She tried to give Tiny more and more attention and take as much as possible away from the attention she was inadvertently giving Levins, but it was very difficult. What she really wanted was for Tiny to just cum and get it over with, but she was the slave, she couldn't say that.
 
Satisfied she was working hard on Tiny, and feeling his own arousal nudging at him, he finally centered himself at her channel, and as she went deep onto Tiny, he took that opportunity to push himself fast into her, sinking into her body, encasing himself in her tight, hot flesh. He sighed as he slid deeply inside her, and felt her inner muscles clench around him.

"That's good, Sweet Lips, now just keep working on Tiny. Clench up on me when I pull out, that's right... relax when I push, and clench when I pull. That's right, milk me. Nobody said stop taking him deep, keep that up." Levins looked at the muscular man. "Now is when you can give her specific instructions. Tell her what you want her to do to you."

Tiny was too busy moaning in pleasure, his hands gently cupping the back of Elsa's head, to respond.
 
Elsa surprised herself when Levins sank deep into her and her muscles automatically responded to him. Usually they didn't do much responding, they just quivered out of necessity when he was banging her. But this time he'd aroused her and her body had been expecting entry, welcoming it. Then he began to pump in and out of her and gave her instructions. He wanted her to milk him? It seemed like a very strange request, but she found that once she actually started doing it...it felt very good. Very natural.

She continued to work Tiny just as hard as she had been before Levins was inside of her, but she was still incredibly perplexed by Levins. He was so much more tolerable this way. Who would have guessed that the two of them could actually have a civil relationship when she was a slave and he was a master? One would think it would make it harder that way. But a soft moan slipped out of her mouth as she continued to milk him, her mouth and tongue still paying homage to Tiny's manhood.
 
The three of them soon fell into a rhythm, with Levins setting the pace. His thrust into Elsa would push her onto Tiny; she could move her head to control how fast she went down on Tiny's shaft, but the way Levins moved her body dictated a great deal of the general movement. Tiny, for his part, mostly stayed stable. But when Levins increased speed, and started making it a little tougher for Elsa to keep up, Tiny was at the point where he instinctively would thrust toward her when he felt her mouth traveling downward.

So Elsa found herself sandwiched between two strong criminals, having to become more and more reactive, having less and less control over what happened with the sex. Both men, already taller than her, bent over her as they thrust, hemming her in, almost enclosing her. And then their hands started exploring; Levins reached around her hips, his hand fumbling across her pelvis to rub at her mons, searching for her clit, while Tiny reached down to her soft hanging breasts, stroking and clutching as his own passion rose...
 
Elsa had really thought that she would never get any pleasure from having sex with Levins or Tiny. With Levins it would always be painful and cruel, and with Tiny it would be vanilla and boring. But now as they rocked back and forth all together, in perfect unison with each other, she found that she was incredibly aroused. She knew Levins was purposely making it harder for her to concentrate on Tiny by bucking into her like that, but she was trying her best to make sure that Tiny wasn't neglected because of Levins. She continued to service him, though thankful when he began to thrust his hips up into her, lessening her work.

Elsa kept milking Levins' cock, still a little in awe of the kind of feeling that gave her. She made a mental note to try that with T-Bone, she was sure it'd be a million times better with him. When she felt Levins' hand brush across her clit she moaned openly onto Tiny's cock, her body shuddering a little. She was actually feeling an orgasm stir up inside of her. She hoped that Levins would let her have it, that he didn't think denial of orgasm was something women deserved.
 
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