Guard Duty

Susan heard the guard's footsteps as she crossed the room. In a few moments, she heard the creak of metal hinges as the guard opened a wall locker. Inside, there was a ten-inch-long strap-on dildo and a jar of lubricant. There were other items inside the locker, too - handcuffs, whips, chains, chastity belts, branding irons.

Returning to her victim, the guard strapped on the dildo, lubricated the phallus, and greased Susan's anus. Kneeling behind the passenger, the guard guided the head of the artificial penis into the circle of Susan's sphincter. She pressed forward with her hips, shoving the monstrous false cock through the tight anal ring and into Susan's rectum. The impaled anus fluttered frantically about the dildo, as if it were making a valiant, albeit vain, effort to dislodge the trespassing phallus.

"You have a lovely ass," the guard said, as she worked the ten-inch-long dildo back and forth inside Susan's buttocks, watching the false penis vanish and reappear within the speared anus.

Susan whimpered. Her eyes were shut tightly, but not tightly enough to prevent the spill of tears down her face or quench the anger, humiliation, and pain that welled within her.

For twenty minutes, the guard fucked her, shoving the dildo deep into her ass before withdrawing it until only an inch remained within her rectum and plunging the phallus home again, until her pubes rasped against the sleek curves of Susan's skewered buttocks. When the guard tired, she rested, with the massive artificial cock buried inside Susan's bottom. Then, her strength renewed, the guard drove the massive dildo into the depths of Susan's bowels again. When she pulled the false organ completely out of Susan's ass, the guard slapped the passenger's bottom, leaving a red handprint in the ivory flesh. Susan leaped before the blow, receiving another, harder smack by way of reprimand.

"You may get dressed," the guard told her, "but leave the bra and panties off."