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Paramount Rule ? The Gaol, by Tanya Simmonds

(WARNING! This story contains scenes of the most barbaric cruelty and sadism. In terms of gratuitous violence this instalment, by far, surpasses the content of The Paramount Rule parts 1-3. If you may be offended or you may become distressed as a result of reading this type of story, please do not read any further. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!)

Six years had passed since Celia Ramirez and her new lover, Hassan had been banished from

Oakpark Grange in England.

During that time, the lives of many had changed. Celia had created a ripple effect which had caused dark transformations to manifest within what was already a living hell: The Gaol of Kirnan in the hills of Turkey. This was a place of penal servitude and had become the habitation for sometimes, the very worst in society; murderers, rapists, robbers and sometimes mere pickpockets. Hassan had been the Governor of this place. He presided over discipline and punishment with an iron fist, frequently authorising his guards to flog, beat and torture inmates for even the slightest failure. His ex-wife, a Romanian noblewoman named Anja had been drawn to him as a result of her own sadistic temperament. It was Anja who originally introduced the concept of The Paramount Rule where masturbation was strictly prohibited in the Gaol of Kirnan. Selina Paris had taken to this idea after learning of it during her initial affair with Hassan, given that, at the time it ran conducive with her own sense of morality regarding the matter.

Anja was a highly sexed, almost insatiable woman which led to a number of affairs with several prison guards, however Hassan was in charge. She had given him a beautiful daughter named Melek who, unlike her parents, grew into a woman of great compassion.

Anja never possessed any power over Hassan and following his discovery ? a guard with his penis sliding in and out of his wife?s mouth, he had divorced her and banished her from his life. The guard was fired ? and then mysteriously disappeared.

Celia had proven herself to be different. She had had a mesmeric effect upon Hassan who gradually began to lose his grip. They were married within the first three months of leaving England. Celia had become the second ? in ? command at the jail ? a gaol which she had fallen in love with from the beginning. It was a dungeon, where the prisoners were starved, forced into hard labour, beaten, whipped and many did not survive. They slept in cold cells, their clothing worn out and reduced to rags. It was the closest to hell that Celia had ever witnessed, contrasted by the plush surroundings of hers and Hassan?s marital quarters.

Celia soon became obsessed with torturing men. The punishment rooms became the only place where she would have sex with Hassan. She insisted that he take her from behind during a flogging; on all fours, naked, her eyes staring at the prisoner as he was being lashed and Hassan, trousers around his ankles eagerly fucking her with his enormous manhood. Celia insisted that the floggings continue until she had reached her fifth orgasm each time. This often resulted in over two hundred lashes to the victim and occasionally ? death!

After two years of marriage, Hassan, so taken in by Celia?s manipulative ways agreed to allow his guards to perform cunnilingus upon her during punishments when he, himself was totally spent following three times daily ejaculations. She ruled him ? as she ruled them all.

After four years of marriage ? Hassan died suddenly of a massive cardiac arrest. It was decided that he had died of natural causes however many had their suspicions that it had been a death which was the work of Celia, for she displayed no words of remorse nor any tears following his passing and had ultimately acquired that which she loved most.

The Gaol was now hers!

This ushered in a new era; new rules and new penalties. One by one, she replaced Hassan?s guards with sadistic women whom she had met as a result of her frequenting many secret sado-masochism fetish clubs and societies. She had given twenty-seven women their dream occupation, well paid and highly arousing. The question as to how would female guards handle unruly, hardened male criminals was rather simple to answer. Celia had each guard equipped with loaded firearms and the legal authority, which she had inherited from Hassan to authorise the guards to use them if they saw fit.

The prison authorities in a, primarily, Islam-influenced country, took a very dim view of a jail being controlled and dominated entirely by women, however, Celia?s beauty and hypnotic charm always dispelled the doubts of any inspector.

Her only bane was Hassan?s pathetic daughter, Melek who lived in her own quarters on the grounds and who was continually annoying in the way in which she expressed her disgust towards the cruel, ill treatment of the prisoners and was always at hand to help to sooth and treat their wounds.

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A new group of twelve prisoners were delivered to Kirnan and harshly ushered out of the transport, shackled and handed over to three uniformed female guards who were all brandishing loaded pistols. They were led into the induction room - a cold, bleak and foreboding environment which offered another uniformed woman standing in the centre of the room, her legs slightly parted and brandishing a baton with both hands behind her. She was evidently blonde from what was visible beneath her cap, European and very stern-looking, approximately 40 years of age.

The prisoners were lined up before her, unshackled and ordered to strip naked, which they complied with, shivering with fear.

The woman spoke.

?I am Captain Webber,? she spoke in Turkish but with a thick German accent. ?I am second in command here at Kirnan. You will refer to me and to the other guards as Ma?am save for the Governess to whom you must address as My Lady.?

The prisoners were distressed by the harsh coldness in the woman?s voice and she relished their fear and vulnerability. Captain Webber had grown up hating anything which resembled the male. She had been continually sexually abused and beaten by her father as a child and had dedicated the rest of her life to destroying men, which had led to a career as a night club dominatrix in secret establishment in Istanbul ? that is until Celia had discovered her and had given her the opportunity to destroy men for real and not merely within a fantasy situation.

?All of you,? she continued, ?will undergo severe hard labour in the quarries and you must learn and obey the rules of Kirnan.?

She walked forward along the line of prisoners, her eyes gazing down at their shrivelled penises until she came across a young man who appeared to be rather well hung. She reached down and took hold of it and began to gently stimulate the shaft with sensuous fingers. The man almost immediately came to erection.

?What is your name?? She asked.

?Cody, Ma?am,? he replied. ?Cody Dexter.?

?You are an American? What was your crime?? asked Captain Webber continuing to masturbate him.

?It was an automobile accident, Ma?am. A man died.?

Cody was breathing heavily, now.

In truth, a member of an incredibly powerful Turkish family had stepped out in front of the vehicle which he had been driving. The man was drunk and it had simply been impossible for Cody to stop in time, however, the victim had been a significant, influential man and the intoxication factor had been transferred to Cody. He had been sent to the Gaol of Kirnan as a drunken driver, whom in his ?intoxication? had killed a significant social Turkish figure. They had wanted a scape-goat and Cody was an easy target.

?I see,? replied the Captain. ?You are an American tourist and you believe that you have the right to conduct yourself recklessly to the endangerment of others. Well you deserve to be here, as do you all. And suffer here, you will.?

Cody was close to ejaculating as the Captain continued to manipulate his erection.

?There are many prison rules for you to learn,? she said. ?But there is one rule which is paramount and I will spell it out now: in this prison, the disgusting practice of male masturbation is strictly forbidden. Any prisoner caught in the act will be most severely flogged. This also applies to any male ejaculation which occurs for any reason.?

As she said this, Cody could not contain himself any longer and cried out as a rope of thick white youthful sperm spewed forth over the Captain?s rapidly moving hand, wrist and forearm, landing on the sleeve of her uniform.

?Starting with you!? she said to Cody before turning to one of the guards, a beautiful young Turkish woman of around twenty years of age. ?Take this piece of male filth and prepare him for punishment. I will be with you shortly.?

?Yes, Captain.? She replied and led Cody out of the room by the arm at gunpoint.

The Captain turned to the other prisoners. ?You will all witness this man?s flogging in order to impress upon you what will happen to you if you masturbate. THERE WILL BE NO SEXUAL RELIEF ? WHATEVER! The first time will be fifty lashes. The second time, you will be flogged for however long it takes for the Governess to orgasm five times from cunnilingus as she watches. The third time, you will be sentenced to penectomy.?

The prisoners looked at her with confusion and she noted this and smiled sadistically.

?That means that you will be stimulated to the brink of orgasm ? WHEN YOUR PENIS WILL BE SLICED OFF. We have a special apparatus for this procedure. Your testes will remain intact that you may always feel the need for release for the rest of your lives. Such will be the penalty for lustful thoughts and wasted seed. Guards, take this group of human trash to their induction.?

The two remaining guards led the remaining eleven men out the same way that Cody had been ? at gunpoint.

As they left, the Captain removed a special studded triangle of material from the crotch of her uniform trousers to reveal her vagina - a scarce example of fair pubic hair, and allowed her right hand to drop down to it to begin to stroke her wet and swollen clitoris with a light groan.?

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The Captain entered Chastisement Room 16 to find Cody shackled to two overhanging chains in the centre of the room with the other new prisoners similarly shackled in a line against the wall facing him. Eleven beautiful, uniformed guards were lined up with the prisoners awaiting the arrival of the Captain. All eleven guards had removed their own special studded triangle which had covered their womanhood. Indeed, their vaginas were the only part of their anatomy which was uncovered.

The Captain walked over to the wall behind Cody and selected a bullwhip from a rack of many. Bullwhips of various lengths, cat o? nine tails and crops were all on display to the terror of the prisoners. The Captain allowed the snake of the whip to trail through her fingers sensuously. It was a beautifully designed whip, sporting a heavy brass, realistic, eight inch phallic dildo handle. She slid her fingers along the brass shaft, lovingly before allowing the snake of the whip to fall to the floor in preparation for a severe flogging.

?Begin!? She commanded the guards, who immediately turned around, dropped to their knees and proceeded to masturbate their chained victims who all came to erection rapidly. Once this was accomplished, the guards turned their heads to the Captain who brought her whip arm back and nodded to the girls. The guards turned back to the prisoner?s penises and slid their lips over the shafts as the Captain placed the first lash across Cody?s back.

Cody screamed. The other prisoner?s moaned with pleasure.

The Captain counted every lash out loud, Cody screaming in searing pain to every stroke ? every stroke which cut into his flesh. Upon the twenty fifth lash, she ceased in order to re-position herself at Cody?s front. The next twenty-five strokes were to be applied to his chest, abdomen and waist-line, several of which would lacerate his penis.

During the second half of his chastisement, Captain Webber had become extremely sexually aroused by the simple fact of inflicting pain upon a man ? arousal which was enhanced ten-fold by the fact that such a flagellation was truly so unjustified.

By the thirty-sixth stroke, Cody became delirious and began to lose consciousness. The guards continued to suck away at the other prisoners and upon Cody?s forty-sixth stroke, a twenty - eight year old Turkish man, sentenced to thirty years for alleged rape could not hold back any longer, so skilful was the guard who was sucking him. He struggled desperately to resist but it was hopeless and he began to ejaculate into the mouth of the beautiful, cruel vixen at his feet with a cry of pleasure. The girl gripped his average-sized penis in her hand and thoroughly milked every last drop of his seed into her mouth, much of it spraying onto her chin and cheeks.

She had noticed him immediately when the prisoners were led into the room and experienced a wave of lust overcome her ? a desperate need to cause this man to be flayed and her determination to see that happen drove her to perform frenzied fellatio upon him. She had only just made her target!

By the fiftieth stroke, Cody hung in his chains, almost lifeless and blood caked. The girls ceased performing fellatio upon the prisoners. The Captain took the handle of the whip and inserted it into her dripping orifice with a whimper of delight.

The young guard with the semen covered face turned to the Captain.

?No, no! Not yet, Captain! Don?t come yet!? she pleaded, pointing to the white cream on her chin.

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?There?s one more to do yet.?

When the Captain heard that, her nerve endings went into overdrive at the excitement of the thought of administering another flogging and she orgasmed spontaneously with a scream of ecstasy; her feminine juices spurting along the length of the dildo.

Cody was released and his unconscious form dragged away by three guards. The guard with the semen upon her face unshackled her victim, led him to the centre of the room and shackled one of his arms while the Captain shackled the other in the place where Cody had been. The young girl was shivering with anticipation and delight at the thought of the terrible pain that her own victim was about to endure. She took a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her face as the other guards released the other prisoners and led them out of the chastisement room at gunpoint, leaving the Captain, the young guard and their shivering prey to consummate their relationship of pure agony.

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As the guards led the prisoners through the corridors of Kirnan, there were the sounds of screams coming from all directions as punishments of varying calibre were taking place in many rooms around the jail.

Finally, they arrived at a detention block where a young, blonde Swiss woman of around 28 turned to the prisoners and then pointed to a hole set at eye level in the door of one of the cells. They noticed that all of the cell doors had them.

?You remember what the Captain said about masturbation?? She asked the prisoners.

?Well these spy holes are used frequently by us guards. If you are caught attempting to relieve your urges, you know what will happen to you, so if I were you, I?d start to gain some control over my filthy male instincts.?

The naked prisoners nodded sadly and were harshly shoved into their cells.

The spy-hole system was an idea which Selina Paris had plagiarised for her non-dormitory rooms at Oakpark Grange. When Celia had first arrived at Kirnan, she was astounded to discover so many familiar methods of discipline and punishment. This gaol truly was the place where The Paramount Rule horror had begun.

?Over the next two days,? said the Swiss Guard, ?you will all be introduced to the Governess, individually. After that, you will begin hard labour.?

And with that, the cell doors were slammed shut and bolted.

The prisoners had arrived in hell!

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Cody had awoken in what was an excuse for a first aid centre on the grounds of the jail. A young Turkish woman of around eighteen years of age was dressing the wounds upon his chest having done likewise with the rest of his body. He opened his eyes to behold the warmest smile he had ever seen, framed by extremely long black hair which touched the girl?s waist.

?I am Melek,? she said. ?What is your name??

?C-cody,? he replied weakly. ?You speak English??

?Just a little, ?she replied. ?My father teach me when he alive. He used to see English lady. My father was bad man. My mother too; very ? how you say? ? Cruel! They started this terrible place. I hate it!?

Melek had a look of sadness upon her face as she revealed this to Cody.

?But I knew that you were American.? She said. ?Handsome. Look fit and well; fair hair and the blue eyes. You are very beautiful man.?

?Thank you,? said Cody. God, she?s beautiful, he thought and felt his penis begin to stiffen under the blanket which was draped across his midsection.

?They whipped you bad, Cody,? she said. ?What did you do??

?I ?er ? had an ? er ?accident when the Captain did er ? something to me.?

Melek rested her hand upon his penis through the sheet and Cody flinched. It was very sore down there as he had been severely flogged.

?Did she touch you there?? She asked.

?Yes,? he replied, a little embarrassed.

?Do not worry. There is no shame,? she said kindly. ?I will have to touch you there now, but there will be no pain.?

Melek pulled back the sheet and Cody?s erection sprang to life.

?Wow,? said Melek. ?Very big boy, yes??

?Er ? er ? don?t know, Melek.?

?Well, it is,? she affirmed. ?But it looks very sore. I will give you something to help.?

Melek picked up her jar of soothing ointment, took out a scoop of its contents with her fingers and smeared it along the length of Cody?s erection. Cody groaned as her gentle fingers smoothed the creamy ointment along his manhood before gently masturbating him. Cody locked his blue eyes with Melek?s brown Mediterranean eyes. Taking extra care not to agitate the two stripes across his phallus, Melek used her fingers to rapidly massage Cody?s foreskin over the crown of his penis.

?You must let me know when you are going to spend,? she said to him.

So overcome with desire was he that this took mere moments to occur.

?Now. Now!? he whispered.

?Melek hurriedly threw her head down and swallowed the dome of his phallus into her mouth, effectively collecting every drop of semen which he had to offer, desperately sucking in as traces of his seed began to seep out from the corners of her mouth ? which could prove fatal in the event of spillage if discovered. Cody?s face was a picture of anguish as he bit into his own lip so as not to make too much noise from the pleasure.

This time it was different for Melek. Usually, it was not a particularly sexually arousing feeling for her when she gave relief to a prisoner; it was simply an act of mercy. With Cody, she experienced an immediate attraction to him and swallowing his seed caused her vulva to moisten and her body temperature to rise.

She wanted him!

Once she had thoroughly drained every last drop from him, she withdrew her mouth from his penis.

?That will have been good for you, Cody, but we must be careful; they search cells for signs of seed. They search in here too.?

?Give me time,? she said to him. ?I will try to bring you relief again, I promise.?

Cody smiled at her, thinking what a beautiful angel this girl was in this terrible dungeon.?

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Cody was one of the last to meet with the Governess. It had taken over one week for him to heal to the degree that he could function.

Cody was led, naked into an elevator and taken to the penthouse of Kirnan. It was plush and carpeted; a total contrast to the inhuman lower levels.

?The guard stopped outside the penthouse sweet with Cody and knocked on the door. A voice came from within; ?Enter!?

The guard entered and led Cody in with her.

?This is prisoner number 1344, My Lady,? she said.

?That will be all,? said Celia who was seated behind a desk with two scantily clad armed guards, one standing at either side of her.

Cody was awestruck. This was the Governess? He thought. She only looks to be about 25. And my, what a beauty!

Indeed Celia was beautiful; her raven black hair flowed down to her shoulders, her tanned face more mature and hardened than when she worked at Oakpark Grange. This Celia was a woman ? an incredibly cruel and evil woman who?s only pleasure in life was the extreme agony of men and if they died in the process ? even better!

She stood up to reveal that she was wearing a black silk gown which was completely open, leaving her beautiful, rounded breasts and dark vaginal triangle totally exposed.

Cody looked at the floor, terrified that the sight of her would cause his penis to become erect and he didn?t believe that he could withstand another flogging this soon.

?So,? said Celia in a tone of authority. ?You are an American?? For the first time in a long time, Celia spoke with her polished British accent. She picked up Cody?s file from the table and reviewed it.

?Twenty years for manslaughter. Mmmm....? she said and then looked up.

?I see that you have already tasted the whip. A guard may apply to me for the permission to punish you at any time and it is within my authority to grant such permission if I see fit.?

She walked around her desk in order to display her body more openly.

?Some offences are more serious than others,? she continued. ?You will already have been warned about masturbation!?

?Yes, my lady,? replied Cody, meekly.

?That, in this prison is considered to be a most serious offence. You will work in the quarries here from seven am to seven pm. You will work tirelessly and because you are handsome you will be called upon frequently to service myself and the guards at any time.?

Cody eyes shot up to her.

?Yes,? said Celia. ?So you had better pray that you have a tongue that works. Guards, get him out of here and put him to work.?

The two guards behind the desk came over, grabbed Cody and led him out of Celia?s office. As they walked out they passed two more guards who were escorting a young Turkish prisoner in shackles into the office. The man looked to be around thirty, naked and reasonably well-endowed.

?What is this all about?? snapped Celia.

?Prisoner 1177, my lady? said the older of the two guards. ?We caught him masturbating during spy-hole duty. According to his file it?s his third time.?

The man began to sob.

?Please, my lady,? he begged. ?Please don?t do it to me, I beg you.?

Celia smiled ? a smile of victory ? of power and cruelty.

?Take him to The Devil?s Jaw,? she ordered.

The two guards did as they were told and led the man away as Celia began to masturbate to his cries of terror and pleading for mercy from the hallway outside.

Upon reaching orgasm, Celia threw off her gown, rendering her high heeled boots the only form of clothing to grace her delectable body as she made her way out to the elevator.

She descended to the lower levels and upon leaving the elevator, proceeded to casually make her way to the punishment area.

She passed many rooms and chambers which were filled with horror. In one room which she walked passed, she noticed a prisoner who had been chained upside down; his ankles to the ceiling and his wrists shackled to the floor and screaming in agony and terror as one of the guards repeatedly smeared a branding iron across his back, with another guard seated in a chair in front of him, her legs parted whilst receiving cunnilingus from another naked prisoner as she watched the other being tortured..

Cries from another room were revealed to be coming from a middle aged man who was tightly chained to a wheel; his arms pinioned tightly over his head and his legs underneath ? literally wrapping his body around the wheel with his chest at the top to receive the repeated lashes from two lead-tipped cat o? nine tails, administered by two guards who had literally ripped his chest apart by the brutal flagellation.

Other prisoners were being flogged; spread eagled on ?X? shaped crosses in other chambers.

In another room, a young man was screaming as jolts of electricity were being fired into him through a thin wire which had been passed down through the urethra in his penis. Two guards were operating the current via two dials on the control panel to which the wire was connected. They turned the dial up to its maximum level and a bestial howl involuntarily issued forth from the agonized young man, his body coated with perspiration.

The two women who were administering this agony upon the man were evidently aroused as they were sliding large dildo?s into their vagina?s, wide-eyed with lust; their mouths parted with surreptitious ?oh?s? and ?ah?s? coming from them. This was one of Celia?s favourite tortures and she remained outside the room, momentarily transfixed by the experience. She could not even recall why she had authorised this penalty upon the young man, nor for that matter, what offences any of them were being punished for.

Celia closed her eyes and smiled, luxuriating in the sound of suffering and the screams which were all around her when she arrived at a door marked ?Devil?s Jaw.?

Celia entered to find her prisoner shackled in the middle of the punishment cell, watched over by the two guards who had discovered him in the act of masturbation for the third time. Next to the man was an apparatus which looked remarkably like the penis stocks which Selina Paris used to use for flogging the boy?s penises, although this one had no platform upon which the erection could rest, but sported a metallic lever which protruded from the right of the wooden frame and the hole through which the penis was to be inserted was not hewn from a solid piece of wood but looked gapped, horizontally down the centre as though it had been assembled from two separate frames.

Celia walked over to the prisoner and dropped to her knees, taking his flaccid penis into her hungry mouth as he continued to beg for mercy. He came to erection after approximately sixty seconds when Celia withdrew her mouth and began to stimulate him by hand.

Mmmm, she thought. About seven inches I?d say. Not bad!

?Don?t you think that this should be put to some good use before it?s gone?? she said to him, gazing into his terrified eyes as she masturbated him.

?Please,? he begged. ?Please don?t do this, my lady.?

With that, Celia guided his penis into her vagina and wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck and began to tongue his mouth, rocking her body back and forth onto his manhood as he hung there, unable to return her embrace.

Celia rocked herself back and forth on his erection, the prisoner?s mind awash with fear, anxiety and arousal. His tormented mind prevented him from ejaculating even as Celia fucked him harder and passionately, ultimately bringing herself to a shuddering climax as his rock hard flesh continued to stimulate her swollen clitoris.

Once she had come, she climbed off of him and stepped over to the curious looking apparatus and took a cord which was draped over the frame. She returned to the prisoner and knelt down before him, briefly taking his penis into her mouth, narcissistically savouring the flavour of her own juices. She then withdrew her mouth, pushed back the man?s pubic hair and snaked the cord around the base of his penis, tying it off as tight as she could stretch the cord before knotting it.

The man winced as the cord pinched his skin, cutting into him and his manhood became an ugly shade of purple; the veins looking as though they were about to burst.

?He?s ready!? Said Celia to the guards, who immediately drew their weapons and pressed the nozzles of their pistols to the man?s temples as they unshackled him.

Quaking with terror, he was unable to resist as they pushed him over to the apparatus whilst holding his penis which they guided through the hole before shackling his hands to the side of the frame and bringing the thick belt around his buttocks, pulling it tight through the belt strap holes on the other side ? effectively securing him into The Devil?s Jaw.

Celia sensuously walked around the front of him and knelt down again to kiss his protruding purple penis.

?Please, my lady,? he pleaded. ?Please don?t do it. I beg you. Have mercy!?

Celia reached up and placed her hand upon the lever and wiggled the fingers of her right hand at his penis ? waving goodbye to it in a sadistically mocking fashion, and with that, she stood up ? looked into his terrified eyes one last time......

?No, no, NOOOOOOOO!? He screamed.

........and her hand pushed down on the lever.

She watched with fascination as a circle of blades, like the apex of a camera appeared from within the gap of the two frames, scything off his manhood. She relished the sound of his screams and with her eyes, followed the severed penis as it made its journey to the floor.

?The devil was hungry,? murmured Celia psychopathically in her euphoria.

The prisoner lost consciousness and slumped in his bonds: the front of the frame to which he was attached, spattered with his blood.

Celia turned to the guards.

?Bring me the American!? She ordered.

The guards immediately nodded and departed the chamber.

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Cody?s first two weeks as a prisoner in Kirnan were obviously harrowing as time here was for any prisoner. He had been put to work in the quarries along with many other male prisoners; all kept naked, save for flimsy, worn out ankle shoes and guarded by, usually twelve armed, female guards.

Outside in the quarries and in the blistering heat, the female guards were practically naked also, save for footwear and a belt around their waists which carried their pistol holsters on one side and a curled bullwhip on the other. Their breasts and vagina?s were totally exposed at all times, which Cody believed to be a deliberate measure to taunt and titillate the prisoners; prisoners who were permitted no sexual outlet ? a cruelty upon a cruelty!

Being a handsome, athletic young man, he would frequently be ordered to throw down his pick axe and perform cunnilingus upon any guard at any time right there and then on the spot. Most guards took a cunnilingus break twice per day and simply lay back on a rock and received the pleasure from the prisoner?s tongue.

Cody was also ordered, several times to pleasure the Governess during torture sessions in the Gaol. He felt sickened that he had no choice but to lick the pussy of that evil bitch while some poor victim was flayed almost to death. He made a point of licking her clitoris vigorously in order to give her the five orgasms as rapidly as possible so as to reduce the number of lashes to the victim. What sickened him even more was the fact that as horrific as the situation was, he could not help getting an erection when he went down on any of these barbaric monsters. The sight of their nakedness and physical beauty and the alluring scent and taste of their womanhood almost drove him out of his mind with the desire to ejaculate. He was young, virile and strong and his testosterone level increased daily.

Melek knew that he must be suffering as she knew many of them were. She always tried to give relief to those who were sent to her for medical care following punishment, but she had not been able to get Cody out of her mind. Her one encounter with him had been love at first sight and she needed to see him again.

One night, she could take it no more and bravely ventured into Cody?s cell block with the cell keys. She was the ex-Governor?s daughter after all, and as such she was not considered by any to be either a prisoner or a guard, but Kirnan was her home and she had access to almost anything ? including the keys to the cells.

Cody looked up with a start when he heard his cell door being unlocked at midnight. It opened, and when he saw Melek standing there, his heart leaped with excitement.??

?Cody,? she said with compassionate eyes. ?Oh, I think about you so much.?

?Melek,? he replied. ?What are you doing here??

?It is change of guard time, here in cell block. I come to help you with suffering.?

Melek walked over to his naked form and threw her arms around him, kissing him passionately. Cody became erect immediately.

The feeling of her tender embrace, her feminine scent and her moist lips were, to Cody, a gift from heaven in the pits of hell.

Melek took his throbbing member into her hand and began to stimulate him, noticing immediately that pre-ejaculatory fluid was oozing out onto her fingers. He had been without any sexual relief for two weeks during which time his libido had been relentlessly stimulated by countless incidents of forced cunnilingus.

She dropped to her knees and licked the fluid from the slit in his penis. Cody groaned with urgent delight. He knew that if she took him into her mouth that he would only last mere moments ? and take him in, she did; sliding her lips along the length of him and savouring the salty taste of his masculine juices.

?Oh, Melek,? he whispered. ?Oh, man! Why me??

Cody?s hips were bucking as though he couldn?t get enough of this pleasure, involuntary fucking Melek?s mouth. He could not take it any more. He closed his eyes as he prepared to unleash his ejaculation into her mouth.

?I KNEW IT YOU LITTLE WHORE!?

Cody and Melek were startled by the sound of the rebuke which came from the cell door. Cody stood there, wide ? eyed and Melek, having instantaneously removed Cody?s penis from her mouth looked around to see Celia standing there, wearing a leather Basque which left her breasts and vagina totally exposed. She was immediately joined by two guards.

?I have suspected what you have been up to for some time. And now I have caught you in the act,? said Celia, menacingly before turning to the guards.

?Take them both to be flogged!? She ordered. ?I will supervise this session. I have an idea for this little traitor.?

?No, Celia,? cried Melek. ?You can?t do this. I am not a prisoner, here.?

?You are now,? replied Celia.

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Cody and Melek were taken to Chastisement Room 9 which was practically identical to most of the others; overhanging manacle chains and various different forms of whips hanging from the walls.

The two were chained naked with their arms shackled over their heads, facing one another approximately fifteen feet apart with the two guards standing either side of Melek, each with a cat o? nine tails in hand.

Celia was stroking Cody?s back as she spoke.

?I want to see how lover boy here responds to seeing you punished, Melek,? said Celia sadistically. ?I imagine that he will find the experience most arousing.?

Celia looked to the guard standing to the left of Melek and issued her verbal order.

?FLOG HER!?

The guard took her position and brought her right arm with the whip back and proceeded to lash Melek?s back.

As the first stroke made contact with the girl?s flesh, she screamed. She had never known such a searing pain. The guard placed the lashes firstly across her shoulders and gradually worked her way down to her buttocks. Melek?s gasps of pain were extreme. Cody tried to turn his head away but Celia kept turning it back again until she noticed his erection begin to return. He tried in vain to suppress it but it was simply no use. He was uncertain as to whether it was seeing Melek being flogged that was causing this reaction or the fact that he was seeing this beautiful girl naked for the first time. She had dark skin, pert breasts and a generous covering of black pubic hair between her legs. For a virile young man in his predicament, perhaps arousal was unavoidable.

Celia reached down and took his tumescence into her hand.

Melek had received ten strokes to her back when Celia raised her free hand for the guard to cease.

?You see, Melek,? she said. ?You risk yourself in order to show mercy to the prisoners, yet look how they reward you.? Celia motioned towards Cody?s erection. ?They get aroused at the sight of you when you are in pain ? THAT?S HOW MUCH HE CARES ABOUT YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT!?

?No,? said Melek with tears in her eyes. ?It?s not his fault. I AM NAKED AND HE IS DENIED. He can?t help it.?

?We?ll see,? said Celia as she turned her head to the guard once more. ?Flog her breasts. Let?s see how long he can last!?

Celia began to masturbate Cody slowly as the guard positioned herself to lash Melek?s mammary beauty. She reached her arm back and viciously slashed the whip across the girl?s nipples.

Melek screamed violently once more as Cody witnessed a series of red weals appear across the young woman?s breasts.

Celia continued to stimulate Cody; his breathing becoming increasingly laboured as he fought to prevent his much needed ejaculation.

Melek had received another total of ten lashes to her breasts and abdomen when Celia raised her free hand again as an order for the chastisement to cease.

Melek was shivering with shock as the sensation of her entire torso, front and back screamed with terrible stinging pain.

?I think he needs a more direct form of stimulation,? suggested Celia. ?Secure her feet up also,? she ordered, ?and make sure her legs are spread wide apart.?

The guards complied with the order and lifted up Melek?s legs to shackle her feet up into two of the overhanging chains until the girl was totally suspended, hanging by her wrists and ankles with her legs spread, exposing her open labia to Cody.

?LASH HER THERE!? commanded Celia as she gripped Cody?s penis once again and began to masturbate him vigorously.

The guard stood at a reasonable distance, positioned between Melek?s shackled legs, raised her arm again and brought the cat o? nine tails down upon the young woman?s vaginal orifice. This time, Melek?s cries were almost inhuman, her eyes wide and her body convulsing with the effect of every lash which cut into her tender flesh.

?Whip it harder. HARDER!? commanded Celia as she continued to masturbate Cody; his pre-ejaculatory fluid oozing out in volume.

Melek screamed, desperately shaking her head from side to side. ?Please,? she cried. ?Please, no more.?

The guard was perspiring with arousal as she flogged Melek?s pussy ? to the degree that she could not resist reaching her hand down and gripping her own womanhood through her clothing. It was a male prison and it was such a unique privilege for her to actually flog a female. In an attempt to acquire the maximum from the experience, she aimed the whip so that the knotted ends would snap against Melek?s clitoris with vicious fury, effectively producing indescribable pain.?

Cody fought in vain to suppress his ejaculation, but it was no use. Celia?s expert pumping hand had defeated him and he cried out, with both relief and a sense of terrible guilt and shame.

?Ah... Ah... Aaahhhh.........?

Celia placed her free hand in front of the small slit in the dome of Cody?s manhood and collected all of his spending. Spurt after spurt was released from his body, thick, white and creamy. It was obvious that this ejaculation represented the release of a considerable amount of pent-up frustration. Some of his spending spilt onto the floor as it dripped through Celia?s fingers.

She finally let go of his penis and raised that hand to the guard as a motion to cease Melek?s flogging.

The guard stopped immediately and Melek slumped almost lifelessly in her chains.

Cody began to sob.

Celia walked over to Melek with her left hand full of semen.

?Oh, darling,? said Celia mockingly as she gazed at Melek?s lacerated, bleeding orifice. ?That looks so sore. Perhaps it could use a little soothing cream on it.?

She stepped forward and smeared the contents of her left hand onto the girl?s stinging vagina. The application of Cody?s semen to her wounds raised a gasp from Melek as it accentuated the sting. She sucked in air through gritted teeth with the pain as Celia continued for long moments to rub in every last drop of sperm.

Once she had finished, Celia turned to her guards.

?That?s the second time this stud has spent his seed between these walls. Bring me the Greek one. I will require his tongue for the American?s punishment! And take this little bitch back to her quarters and lock her in her room!? she ordered.

The guards unchained the limp and bleeding form of Melek and braced her arms around their shoulders that she may stand almost upright as they led her away.

Celia turned to Cody and smiled, stroking his cheek with a single index finger.

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Melek was returned to her quarters and the door to her chamber had been locked, effectively securing her inside ? or so they believed. She was in shock and in pain, weakened and debilitated, however she knew that she could not just sit on her bed and do nothing. Not now. Not after this!

At all costs, Celia had to be stopped. Her reign of terror; the horror of the Gaol of Kirnan had to be destroyed once and for all ? even if it cost Melek her life, so strong was her conviction.

She forced herself to stand, even in her weakened condition. She had to save Cody. Slowly she redressed herself in a black silk blouse from her wardrobe. Black, because the blood from her wounds would not be as apparent as it soaked through and silk so as to be as gentle as possible next to her lacerated flesh.

Only four individuals were witnesses to her chastisement: Celia, Cody and the two guards. It was unlikely that any other personnel would, as yet, be privy to this information given that she had been returned to her room via a private elevator to the penthouse. If she could dress and manage to look as she normally would, she could return to the punishment block without anyone questioning her and do what she knew she had to do. She needed only to avoid those particular two guards.

It took Melek thirty minutes to dress and groom herself again in a basic fashion. She reached down into her bottom drawer and recovered a wooden box hidden beneath layers of her clothing. She opened in and removed its contents - a loaded revolver.

The gun had been one of her father?s many firearms. Celia believed that she had taken possession of all of them.

She was wrong!

Melek took the pistol, aimed it at the door lock and fired. The noise deafened her and the shock of the miniature explosion caused her to lose her, already unsteady footing causing her to shriek. So far above the jail, nobody heard the shot. The door flew open with the force of the bullet as it shattered the bolt and once she had waited for the weapon to cool, she inserted it within the rim of her skirt, covered it with the blouse and made her way back to the gaol.

As this was happening, in the gaol, the two guards arrived at the Greek prisoner?s cell. They unlocked his door and he stood up with a start. He was a tall young man of around twenty two with jet black, shoulder-length hair and extremely well hung, serving twelve years for possession of Hashish.??

The elder of the two guards ? the one who had flogged Melek said to him: ?You are ordered to pleasure duty, 1149.?

The man looked horrified. Not again, he thought. I cannot go through this again; licking that bitch?s pussy while she watches a man being flogged, probably to death.

?Noooo...? he screamed and he charged towards the guard in a state of panic-driven, cornered animal rage.

He drove his fist into her jaw and sent her hurtling across the cell before running over to where she had landed in order to grab her pistol from her waist belt. Before he could grab the weapon he felt a brief moment of impact at the back of his head and the last thing that he saw were a flurry of stars before his eyes before he collapsed in a heap next to the guard.

The younger guard had struck him at the base of the skull with great force with a baton.

She knelt down rapidly and having taken a pair of cuffs from her belt, secured his hands behind his back before running out of the cell and back to the punishment block.

She arrived back at the Chastisement Room 9 where Cody was still shackled and approached Celia with some urgency.

?Governess,? she said, a little out of breath. ?The Greek prisoner whom you requested has struck Officer Milano. She is unconscious in his cell as is he. I incapacitated him with my baton.?

?I see,? said Celia with considerable interest. She turned and looked at Cody hanging there in his shackles. ?Your adventure will have to wait, American. I have more important matters to attend to.?

Celia turned back to the guard. ?Take this one back to his cell ? and have the Greek one prepared for execution.?

The guard looked a little stunned. ?But Governess,? she questioned. ?What about the Law? Surely he would need to be tried in order for an execution warrant to be authorized.?

Celia, overcome with power and unreasoning pride turned on the guard. ?Don?t you dare question my authority! In here ? I AM THE LAW! Now get him out of here and do as I say!?

The guard hurriedly released Cody and led him out at gunpoint back to his cell.

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The Greek prisoner was taken to Celia?s special execution chamber. During Hassan?s time, executions were carried out by firing squad outside in the courtyard, however, when Celia took over, she had her own ideas.

The room was bolted shut and sound proofed. Celia always wanted these moments to be hers and hers alone.

The man was strapped to a stake; his head wedged between two wooden blocks making it impossible for him to move his head one way or the other.

The guards had attached two tiny hooked forks to each set of eye lids ? forks connected to thin wires which were pulled tight, pulling his upper eyelids upwards and his lower eyelids downwards.

Just above his groin was a length of wire which spread across the length of the room connected to two generators on either side.

Two guards pulled down two small levers, one on each generator and a cackling humming sound began.

It was ready!

Celia ordered both guards to leave, one of whom was the young woman who had struck the young man with the baton. Once they had departed, the door was closed.

Celia was alone with her victim. She sat down on a chair in front of him and spread her legs ? her vulva totally exposed to him. He tried to look away but was completely unable to do so. The hooks were prying his eyes wide open and the wooden blocks were preventing him from tuning his head.

?It must have been soooo long since you last came,? purred Celia. ?Do you think that you will be able to maintain control over your body ? even to save your own life??

The prisoner did not respond. He was merely forced to watch while Celia began to masturbate; rolling the tips of the fingers of her right hand around her clitoris and fondling her breasts with the other. She cast her head back and gasped with pleasure.

The prisoner was helpless. All that he could see was this amazingly erotic vision of beauty before him and he began to perspire with his desperate struggle not to become excited. If his penis became erect, his life would be forfeit.

Celia increased her self stimulation, gradually become more and more aroused; moaning insatiably as though she were possessed by a demon of cruel lust.

The young man?s penis began to stir.

Please, no. NO! NO!NO! He thought to himself, the perspiration beginning to coat his entire body. The more he fought against it, the worse it seemed to become. His manhood was elevating rapidly at the sight of this gorgeous young witch pleasuring herself, the sound of her cries of delight ? irresistible!

After five minutes, his nine inch penis was a mere millimetre away from the electric wire ? a wire charged with 50,000 volts of electricity!?

Celia approached orgasm and began to go into total bodily convulsions. This was only the second time that she had executed a man; the first time in exactly the same way.

?No!? screamed the young man in his helplessness. ?NO, NO, NO, NOOOO!?

And with that, his manhood came into contact with wire.

His body convulsed as the current ripped through his very being. After one minute his hair began to smoulder and he was foaming at the mouth.

Celia, in the after glow of orgasm sat and watched with delight; savouring every moment as she watched this young man?s body become a charred, quivering lump of flesh attached to a stake.

She watched it for five full minutes, inhaling the stench of burning flesh before she stood up to walk over to the generator controls but before she could de-activate them, the door to the room opened.

Celia spun around to find herself face to face with Melek and a loaded pistol aimed at her head.

Melek closed the door behind her ? once again sound-proofing the room.

?I overheard the guards talking,? said Melek. ?That you were going to perform this abominable horror once again. No more, Celia. NO MORE!?

This was the first time that Melek had seen fear in Celia?s eyes.

?Melek,? pleaded Celia. ?Look, we can work this out. I?ll give you whatever you want, just please ? don?t shoot.? Celia had both of her hands outstretched as though she were imploring Melek not to pull the trigger.

Melek tilted her head to one side and recited to Celia a piece of philosophy which she had heard somewhere.

??Show mercy ? and you will be shown mercy!??

And with that she pulled the trigger ? the bullet launching straight between Celia?s eyes. Her beautiful face exploded and the force of the impact threw her backwards onto the waiting electrical wire. Her lifeless body began convulsing and burning in the same way that her last victim had.

Melek stood watching the remains of a demon burn away to a smouldering crisp. She was numb and in shock until after more than ten minutes she turned, zombie-like, walked out of the room and closed the door behind her.

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Six months later, The Gaol of Kirnan was no longer. That night, Melek had simply walked away from the place, nobody questioned her as she exited the grounds and why should they have? She was the Governor?s daughter. She had taken with her basic belongings, a considerable amount of cash and made her way to the American embassy in Ankara.

She told them everything about the Gaol and about Cody; about how she suspected that some corruption had been instrumental in his sentencing.

During this time she was given excellent medical care, following her injuries.

In researching Cody?s case, it was eventually discovered that Melek?s suspicions were correct. Cody along with all of the other prisoners by this time had been transferred to another, more conventional jail. The publicity which threatened to arise from Melek?s actions would have revealed the shocking truth about Kirnan and as such, the Turkish authorities had no alternative but to close the place down and were in a hurry to release not only Cody but many of the other prisoners also. This incident had been a matter of shame and national secrecy. Leniency and mercy had suddenly become a matter of political diplomacy or ?boot-licking.?

Three months after Celia?s demise, Cody and Melek were re-united. They were in love and they made their way to Cody?s home state of California, USA where they married very quickly and began their wonderful life together.

The Paramount Rule nightmare ? was finally over!

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??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? THE END.

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Authors Comments.

The story which you have just read is, obviously, a work of fiction, however, torture is believed to be practiced to this day within the walls of certain Turkish prisons.

It is a truly horrendous concept from which there appears to be absolutely no escape, as acts of sadistic brutality continue to occur around the World ? a constant reminder of man?s inhumanity to man!

The scene where the Greek prisoner was electrocuted through his erection was taken from an atrocity which was allegedly committed by the wife of a Nazi Commandant in a concentration camp during World War II.?

Often, fictional horrors are created in order to help us to deal with the real ones, by means of psychological confrontation of the concept. Sexualizing these nightmares, I theorize to be the mind?s way of taking this confrontation to its next level ? perhaps a form of ultimate rebellion: How can I fear that which arouses me?

It is my heartfelt hope that, by the grace of God, the day will come when such barbarity will be an archaic factor on our planet and will exist purely within writings such as this one ? if it must exist anywhere at all!

This may seem clich?d and somewhat overtly idealistic, however without hope, what exactly are we left with?

The name ?Melek? is a known Female name used in Turkey and it means ?Angel.? I chose this name for a reason given that every demon will eventually face its appropriate adversary.

?Melek? therefore was a metaphor for ?balance.?

The next tale in the Masturbation: Prohibited series will be a science fiction short story entitled Reformation: 2127. It will follow a similar theme and will be purely femdom again; however it will, in no way, contain the ultra-cruel type of content which you have just read. The Gaol was written as a thank you to several of my readers who had offered some incredibly kind words to me regarding my previous work and suggested to me how much pleasure an extreme ?hard-core? story would bring to them.

I am not a member of the S and M community and as such, writing The Gaol has been my ultimate (and most painful) creative challenge (for which I did have a little help from a friend!)

I am highly reluctant to venture into such extreme territory again; after all, I am a woman with a natural maternal instinct who does not subscribe to any form of cruelty!

Until next time, I wish you all ? happy orgasms!

Tanya Simmonds

(7/7/2006.)

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