**The Prison Yard** The iron bars clanked shut behind me, sealing me into the darkest corner of Blackmire Penitentiary. My name is Lysara, and I was the only woman here—azurite-blue skin, sapphire hair, and a body too slight for this hellhole. The men had been eyeing me since they dragged me in, their stares crawling over me like maggots. I swore I’d never let a man touch me. But tonight, that promise would shatter. They came for me after lights-out. I heard the scrape of boots first, then the low whisper of voices. My cell door groaned open, and before I could scream, a calloused hand clamped over my mouth. “Shhh, pretty thing,” a voice hissed in my ear. Big, stinking bodies crowded around me, their breath hot and rank. Hands grabbed my arms, my legs, my waist—too many to count. Someone yanked my shirt off, another ripped my trousers apart. The cold air bit my bare skin, but their greedy eyes burned hotter. “Fuck, look at her,” one of them growled. “Blue bitch never had a real cock in her life, huh?” I thrashed, but they pinned me down, spreading my legs wide. My cunt was slick—not from want, but from terror. It didn’t stop them. The first one shoved inside me without warning. I screamed into the hand still muffling me as his thick cock tore into my tight pussy. He was huge, stretching me wider than I’d ever imagined, his hips slamming forward with a wet, slapping noise. “Fuck, she’s tight,” he grunted, fingers digging into my hips. “Like she’s never been fucked right.” He wasn’t wrong. I’d only ever been with women. Now, my body was being split open by a man’s cock, my insides throbbing around his girth as he fucked me deeper, harder. Another man knelt beside my head, his rough fingers tangling in my blue hair. He forced his cock between my lips before I could even think to refuse. His salty, musky taste filled my mouth, the head bumping against the back of my throat. Tears spilled down my cheeks as he started thrusting, his dick fucking my face in time with the one pounding my cunt. “Take it, slut,” he groaned, his balls slapping against my chin. “Suck it like you mean it.” I gagged, spit dripping down my chin, but they didn’t care. More hands groped my bare tits, pinching my nipples until I whimpered. Someone else dragged his cock over my ass, spitting on my hole before pushing inside. The stretch was unbearable. I screamed around the cock in my mouth, my body trembling as he worked his way into my ass, inch by brutal inch. “Fuck, she’s got two holes just begging to be filled,” someone laughed. And they did. They took turns—one cock in my pussy, another in my ass, another down my throat. My body was nothing but a hole for them to use, my muscles clenching helplessly around their dicks as they fucked me raw. “Come on, blue bitch, take it all,” one snarled, slamming into me so hard the cot rattled. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. My clit throbbed despite myself, betraying me with a sick pulse of pleasure every time their cocks rubbed against that spot inside me. Then the first one came. Hot cum flooded my pussy, his cock jerking as he emptied himself deep inside me. The next came in my ass, his fingers digging into my hips as he groaned, his release thick and sticky. The last one pulled out of my mouth only to pump his load over my face, his cum streaking my blue skin white. They didn’t stop there. More men took their turns, filling every hole until I was limp, dripping, and bruised. My cunt was sore, my ass ached, and my throat was raw from gagging on their cocks. When they finally left me, I was a shaking, broken mess, their cum leaking out of me. And I knew—they’d be back for more.