This choice: Numbly you allow them to lead you back to the prison transfer van. • Go Back...Chapter #6Numbly you allow them to lead you back to the van. by: Mr. George   It's a depressing journey the rest of the way. Once you're loaded back into the van, you feel your body. Knowing it's real, knowing it's your bust that's bouncing, as they hit every pot hole in the road. Feeling the girls shifts, as they take the corners. Feeling the extra padding to your seat.
The prison seems like a blessed relief, as they drive inside. The oppressive walls too high to scale, and the scent of fear rich in the air. With a sigh, and a moan, you realise that's your aroma!
"Welcome to your new life, Whore!" one of the guards taunts.
The driver smirks, "From this point on, only you know your actual crime. Everyone here knows you only as a convicted whore..." he burst out laughing, only smothering it, as the prison guards came close enough to hear.
There's some paper work, as you're passed into their care. As Jakki, you're taken to admissions. The command to strip surprises you, frankly terrifies you. You don't want to have to face this new body!
"Cavity search!" The guard announces, "You can do it the easy way, or we can do it the hard!" She growls, sounding serious.
The other officer watches, as she snaps her latex gloves over her hands.
Not wanting to be stripped, you undress with trembling hands. Unfamiliar with the clothes, and quivering with fear.
She gestures for you to bend over a nearby table. Securing you with handcuffs, your vulnerability spikes. You're mortified to find your body getting horny from the risk. Not helped as she walks around the table. Standing behind you, she grabs your hips, and fake humps you, with all the thrusting, and moaning adding to your shame. As she pistons herself against your exposed ass.
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"Are you a bitch?" She snarls, "Yes... You're my bitch..." She spits the words angrily in your ears. Her hot breath flecked with spittle.
You whimper and mewl, "Say it!" She whispers seductively in your ear. It's not her words that grab your attention, as you feel her hand, as she caresses and teases you. Slipping a finger inside you.
Massaging you until you cum. She delights in your squeaks, squeals and mewling submission, as your squirm beneath her fingers.
"Noisy, are you?" she half asks. Before slapping tape across your lips.
Your cheeks hollow and fill, as she continues her ministrations. Your protests, your pleasures now silenced. She withdraws her fingers, and you slump with relief across the table.
"What's this?" she demands, in faux surprise. Your head whips around, as she shows you and her colleague a blue baggy. That... That she's preteneded to find inside you!?
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"Smuggling on your first day." She shakes her head in disappointment.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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