Date: Thu, 12 Oct 2006 14:36:53 -0500 From: bod hosking Subject: Pretty in Prison Be sure to mail me! maneight@hotmail.com Prison Panty Slave 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 Beast - 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 Beast, 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 Beast 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 Beast 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 Beast'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 Beast 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 Beast 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 Beast, sideways to the front bars of the cell, walked over to the desk in the cell and bent over it. The Beast 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 Beast 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 beast's member plundered my delicate hole. The whole prison was erupting with noise, a deafening din. The Beast 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 beast 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 Beast 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 Beast'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.