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The guard came to get me at 6pm. The sun was low in the sky and it would be
getting dark soon. He led me down to the showers, and turned them on.
"Razors and soap are in the corner" he said.
I knew what he meant. I set about shaving off all the hair on my body. I
closed my eyes as the razor traced up and down my legs. I parted my cheeks
and ran the razor on the inside of my buttocks until they were clean.
Finished, I grabbed the soap which was scented with a delicious citrus
smell. I lathered it all over my body, rubbing in the smooth suds.
The guard cut the showers and through me a towel. It wasn't the average
prison towel, it was egyption cotton and very soft. I took great pleasure
in drying myself off.
I went into the next room. There were my clothes that the guards kept for
me. A black basque with rose-shaped stitching, which I squeezed into.
Having closed all the clapsed, I looked at the guard as I twisted the basque
around to the correct orientation.
I picked up the black lace-topped stockings, fed my smooth legs into them
and clipped them into the holdups on my basque. I plumped up my basque with
fake breasts. Finally I slipped on my black lacy knickers, over my garters.
Settling down in front of a large, dressing-room stle mirror, I set about
putting on my make-up. Dark whorish lipstick, foundation and blush. I
plumped up my eyelashes to give me a sultry look. The final touch was the
blonde wig I clasped to my hair.
Slipping my feet into high-heels and donning a sheer, see-through dark gown,
I looked at the guard and told him I was ready. He nodded.
=================
I walked down the gantry ahead of the guard. It was dark, after lights out,
so walking in my heels was especially difficult. I got to my destination
and the guard told me to stop.
"Lights on cell A24!" shouted the guard, and the lights inside the cell
burst on. Inside, the inmate - known as the b**st - growled as the bright
light hurt his eyes. He cursed until his eyes adjusted and he spotted me. I
expected a smile, but his face remained cold and emotionless.
The other inmates were attracted to the light, and when they saw me they
started cat-calling, howling and hurling abuse. I turned toward the b**st,
putting my ass to the baying mob and gave it a sexy wiggle. The mob went
wild.
The cell door opened and the guard prodded me in the back. The b**st rolled
onto his feet.
I strolled forward, dropping each hip as I walked in the style of a catwalk
model. I dropped to my knees and looked up at my lover. He looked down at
me and grunted. I reached up with my manicured hands and undid his zipper.
Reaching in to his prison overalls, I grabbed his stiffening cock and
pointed it at my face.
Looking up at my lover and staring into his eyes, I took his large cock into
my mouth and sucked. I sucked as hard as I could, all the time looking up
at this dominating tower of muscle. He hadn't shown any sign of pleasure
yet, and I was scared.
I began rolling my tongue over his cock and he sighed. If I hadn't had his
stiff member between my red lips, I would have breathed a sigh of relief
myself. Now relaxing a bit more, I set about working on his cock. I shot
my head back and forth, collapsing my hand as my mouth went forward and then
stiffening it back up as drew back. The b**st groaned, then shot his hips
forward, jamming his dick in the back of my throat. I gagged. The crowd
loved it.
"You like that, don't you bitch?" he boomed above me. "A full length of the
b**st's cock!".
I was so aroused by this whole thing. I was being dominated by a strong
man, dressed in the sexiest of clothes and had a crowd watching. My little
cock was rigid.
The b**st grabbed the back of my head in one hand, and his 9" cock in the
other, and began slapping me in the face so hard I thought it would bruise.
The mob jeered as I tried to chase his weapon with my open mouth, my tongue
rolled out.
After I was totally humiliated, the b**st growled "Up, bend over".
I stood and slipped off my sheer gown. I heard the other inmates gasp as
they saw me - the sexiest woman some of them have seen in years, and that
most of them will see in years. I turned away from the b**st, sideways to
the front bars of the cell, walked over to the desk in the cell and bent
over it.
The b**st walked up behind me. His strong, calloused hands slipped down my
delicate panties. He ran his hands down the black seams of my stockings and
grunted with excitement.
Taking my hip in one hand, and his cock in the other, he began to feed
himself into me. I'd lubed up and stretched my ass out in preparation, but
his cock-girth made me squeel in pain. The mob roared when they heard my
girlish yelp, and this turned the b**st on. He began vigorously pumping my
ass, battering his way in until it was up to the hilt. It hurt my sphincter
so bad, but with each thrust the pain eased and the pleasure increased.
After 3 or more minutes of torture, I began to groan like a porn star.
"Fuck me, fuck me. Oh yes, come on big daddy. Fuck me. Ahhhhh - don't
stop. It's so big".
The inmate in the next cell was trying to reach out and touch me through the
bars, but he couldn't reach. I stared into his eyes for a moment, then
closed them as the b**st's member plundered my delicate hole. The whole
prison was erupting with noise, a deafening din.
The b**st grabbed both of my hips and lifted them. He was so strong that he
lifted my heels off the floor. I held on to the table with all my strength
as he used this new angle to penetrate me to his full depth.
Mercifully, the b**st began to yell as his cock slammed into my ass. His
warm seed pumped deep inside me. He held me in place for a second, then
snorted derisively. Instead of withdrawing from my, he threw me forward,
off his cock. I flew over the desk and banged into the bars at the side of
the cell. The b**st turned and walked back to his bed.
The prison was now quiet. The audience had been sated. As I was led by the
guard back to my cell, imagine all of those prisoners cumming over my
performance. Cocks in hand, shooting their load. Some inmates had bitches
in their cells, and I imagined them forcing their prey to suck their cock
while they watched and imagined it was me. All the way back, the b**st's
sperm worked it's way out between my femimine buttocks.
This was the way it would work from now on - if the rougher prisoners
behaved, they'd get a visit from me at the end of the month. I'll need more
outfits.
getting dark soon. He led me down to the showers, and turned them on.
"Razors and soap are in the corner" he said.
I knew what he meant. I set about shaving off all the hair on my body. I
closed my eyes as the razor traced up and down my legs. I parted my cheeks
and ran the razor on the inside of my buttocks until they were clean.
Finished, I grabbed the soap which was scented with a delicious citrus
smell. I lathered it all over my body, rubbing in the smooth suds.
The guard cut the showers and through me a towel. It wasn't the average
prison towel, it was egyption cotton and very soft. I took great pleasure
in drying myself off.
I went into the next room. There were my clothes that the guards kept for
me. A black basque with rose-shaped stitching, which I squeezed into.
Having closed all the clapsed, I looked at the guard as I twisted the basque
around to the correct orientation.
I picked up the black lace-topped stockings, fed my smooth legs into them
and clipped them into the holdups on my basque. I plumped up my basque with
fake breasts. Finally I slipped on my black lacy knickers, over my garters.
Settling down in front of a large, dressing-room stle mirror, I set about
putting on my make-up. Dark whorish lipstick, foundation and blush. I
plumped up my eyelashes to give me a sultry look. The final touch was the
blonde wig I clasped to my hair.
Slipping my feet into high-heels and donning a sheer, see-through dark gown,
I looked at the guard and told him I was ready. He nodded.
=================
I walked down the gantry ahead of the guard. It was dark, after lights out,
so walking in my heels was especially difficult. I got to my destination
and the guard told me to stop.
"Lights on cell A24!" shouted the guard, and the lights inside the cell
burst on. Inside, the inmate - known as the b**st - growled as the bright
light hurt his eyes. He cursed until his eyes adjusted and he spotted me. I
expected a smile, but his face remained cold and emotionless.
The other inmates were attracted to the light, and when they saw me they
started cat-calling, howling and hurling abuse. I turned toward the b**st,
putting my ass to the baying mob and gave it a sexy wiggle. The mob went
wild.
The cell door opened and the guard prodded me in the back. The b**st rolled
onto his feet.
I strolled forward, dropping each hip as I walked in the style of a catwalk
model. I dropped to my knees and looked up at my lover. He looked down at
me and grunted. I reached up with my manicured hands and undid his zipper.
Reaching in to his prison overalls, I grabbed his stiffening cock and
pointed it at my face.
Looking up at my lover and staring into his eyes, I took his large cock into
my mouth and sucked. I sucked as hard as I could, all the time looking up
at this dominating tower of muscle. He hadn't shown any sign of pleasure
yet, and I was scared.
I began rolling my tongue over his cock and he sighed. If I hadn't had his
stiff member between my red lips, I would have breathed a sigh of relief
myself. Now relaxing a bit more, I set about working on his cock. I shot
my head back and forth, collapsing my hand as my mouth went forward and then
stiffening it back up as drew back. The b**st groaned, then shot his hips
forward, jamming his dick in the back of my throat. I gagged. The crowd
loved it.
"You like that, don't you bitch?" he boomed above me. "A full length of the
b**st's cock!".
I was so aroused by this whole thing. I was being dominated by a strong
man, dressed in the sexiest of clothes and had a crowd watching. My little
cock was rigid.
The b**st grabbed the back of my head in one hand, and his 9" cock in the
other, and began slapping me in the face so hard I thought it would bruise.
The mob jeered as I tried to chase his weapon with my open mouth, my tongue
rolled out.
After I was totally humiliated, the b**st growled "Up, bend over".
I stood and slipped off my sheer gown. I heard the other inmates gasp as
they saw me - the sexiest woman some of them have seen in years, and that
most of them will see in years. I turned away from the b**st, sideways to
the front bars of the cell, walked over to the desk in the cell and bent
over it.
The b**st walked up behind me. His strong, calloused hands slipped down my
delicate panties. He ran his hands down the black seams of my stockings and
grunted with excitement.
Taking my hip in one hand, and his cock in the other, he began to feed
himself into me. I'd lubed up and stretched my ass out in preparation, but
his cock-girth made me squeel in pain. The mob roared when they heard my
girlish yelp, and this turned the b**st on. He began vigorously pumping my
ass, battering his way in until it was up to the hilt. It hurt my sphincter
so bad, but with each thrust the pain eased and the pleasure increased.
After 3 or more minutes of torture, I began to groan like a porn star.
"Fuck me, fuck me. Oh yes, come on big daddy. Fuck me. Ahhhhh - don't
stop. It's so big".
The inmate in the next cell was trying to reach out and touch me through the
bars, but he couldn't reach. I stared into his eyes for a moment, then
closed them as the b**st's member plundered my delicate hole. The whole
prison was erupting with noise, a deafening din.
The b**st grabbed both of my hips and lifted them. He was so strong that he
lifted my heels off the floor. I held on to the table with all my strength
as he used this new angle to penetrate me to his full depth.
Mercifully, the b**st began to yell as his cock slammed into my ass. His
warm seed pumped deep inside me. He held me in place for a second, then
snorted derisively. Instead of withdrawing from my, he threw me forward,
off his cock. I flew over the desk and banged into the bars at the side of
the cell. The b**st turned and walked back to his bed.
The prison was now quiet. The audience had been sated. As I was led by the
guard back to my cell, imagine all of those prisoners cumming over my
performance. Cocks in hand, shooting their load. Some inmates had bitches
in their cells, and I imagined them forcing their prey to suck their cock
while they watched and imagined it was me. All the way back, the b**st's
sperm worked it's way out between my femimine buttocks.
This was the way it would work from now on - if the rougher prisoners
behaved, they'd get a visit from me at the end of the month. I'll need more
outfits.
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