Louise drew for breath as Matthews finally pulled out of her mouth after he'd shot her throat full. She felt sullied and reduced, but she wanted to hold on for Violet, for them both. Hearing his snagging voice as he spoke to her friend, she felt chilled as he brought up the panties. His cold voice and then Violet's wild moaning under the gag made it all too clear her friend was now going through something just as bad as she had known herself a few minutes back. Her pussy ached with a dull, hard throb both from her own weight and from that bloody banana stuffed into her. What the hell are we going to do, she thought and sufddenly heard Violet's growl, felt her "jail sister's" body tugging at her hands and feet.

The chains binding them seemed to pull Louise down as Violet tumbled and she felt a vicious stab at her wrists, spinning off with the other. Turning her head she glimpsed Matthews beginning to go down on her friend, while Louise herself was pulled backward by the chains.She growled sharply and stamped uselessly into the floor. The only reply was Matthews suddenly reaching out and tugging her hair, making her head flap backwards. "Shut up, bitch, I'm doing this for your friend's best" he rapped out. Behind, she could hear the half-dazed Violet gasping and crying.