She smiled, “Like what you see do you? I don’t often let my hair down in here, but I think tonight I’ll make an exception.”
As she spoke, she looked about for a moment before picking up a pair of surgical scissors with a happy smile.
Margo swallowed nervously but the nurse giggled, “Oh, relax Margo, nothing bad’s going to happen, I promise.”
As she spoke, she reached out and slowly drew the zipper of Margo’s overalls down all the way from her neck to her navel, before pushing them open to expose her bra-covered breasts and the skin of her flat stomach.
“Oh my, you really are very pretty,” she reached out and stroked her fingers down the woman’s midriff, “and your skin is so smooth, and soft. It’s wonderful.”
Margo licked her lips as she shivered at the woman’s touch. With her hands cuffed behind her she was more or less helpless, and she whimpered, “W-why me?”
Penny had pushed the woman’s bra up exposing her breasts and was so involved in stroking and caressing her nipples that it took a moment for the question to register, and she looked up into the American’s blue eyes, “Hmm? Why you? Oh, that’s easy, you’re really very beautiful and when I saw your state when you came into the gym, and your reaction when you were all trussed up? Well, what can I say, that was something else.”
She smiled, “Besides, I honestly don’t think you’re a criminal type Margo, and when you leave here tomorrow, I doubt I’ll ever see you again. Now your little friend Amanda? Well, she’s almost as cute as you, with that whole “girl next door” thing going when we both know she’s probably not as innocent as she makes out. But truthfully, with her environmental activism and her history of political protests it’s almost inevitable she’ll end up back in here sooner rather than later and I make a point of not messing about with people I’ll probably end up having a professional relationship with. I wouldn’t compromise myself, or her, in that way.”
“But you will with me?”
“Oh yes, like I said, unless something really weird happens I don’t think you’ll ever set foot in this place again.”
As she spoke the woman raised the scissors and began to deftly cut away at the inmate’s overalls.
Margo gave a cry and made to step back but Penny gripped one of her nipples between the fingers of her other hand and pulled the woman closer. Being handcuffed the woman was helpless to resist and she squealed as she was drawn near.
The nurse grinned, “Oh relax, these suits are made of recycled paper, there’s a whole cabinet full of them just over there. Don’t worry, I won’t send you back to your cell naked,” she smiled, “as delicious an idea as that is.”
The nurse skillfully used the scissors to neatly cut the overalls so they could be pushed over Margo’s arms without the necessity of releasing her restraints. Wrapping her arms around the woman’s waist the nurse pulled her close and lowering her lips to her exposed breasts, kissed and gently nibbled on them with her teeth while looking steadily up into the handcuffed woman’s eyes.
Margo squirmed and moaned as she felt her nipples responding to the teasing treatment, hardening almost instantly. She felt the heat building up inside her and her heartbeat racing at the delicious sensations. The nurse chuckled and sliding her hands into the coveralls worked the bottom half gently over the curves of Margo’s buttocks being careful of the sensitive red marks that had earlier been left by the tawse.
Helplessly caught in a whirlwind of sensation and need the handcuffed woman whimpered, “It’s not fair, you shouldn’t be making me do this.”
Penny sat back, “Making you…?”
She pushed her hand down the front of the woman’s body and into her panties and Margo squealed as a finger was effortlessly slid into her sex. Within seconds she was panting and making incoherent sounds, while leaning forward onto the nurse with her eyes closed and her mouth all but hanging open as Penny’s finger stirred her insides. The wet sounds coming from her pussy were unmistakable, as was the smell of sheer lust that came from her.
The nurse laughed, “Margo, you’re utterly soaking. It’s like a swamp down there. If you were any wetter, I’d need a mop. I’m not making you do a damned thing. The handcuffs are just for my kicks, and because I thought you’d like the idea of feeling helpless. The truth is I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman as horny and desperate to be fucked as you are just now.”
She sat back, “But I tell you what. If you want to leave, just say so and I’ll get you a new set of overalls and take you back to your cell right now. But if you want to stay then all you have to do is get on your knees right there in front of me. It’s entirely up to you.”
Margo’s heart was racing and the hot sensations the woman’s fingers had stirred up made it difficult to think, “W-what will you do to me?”
Penny smiled, “I’m going to strip you naked, and I’m going to kiss you and play with your lovely tits for a bit. After that I’ll have you lick my pussy and eat me out until I scream. Then, well, I think I’ll get you to do it again a couple more times. But, if you’re a really good girl I think I might just reward you by doing the same thing right back. Frankly I want to see your face when you explode all over the room, because I think your orgasms, plural, are going to be fucking epic. Oh, and once I’ve had my fill and I’m all fucked out I’m going to take you back to your little friend still handcuffed, and I’m going to give her the key and let her do whatever the Hell she wants to you. How’s that sound?”
Margo almost came just listening to the woman and sliding down to her knees she moaned, “Oh, God.”
…
Amanda felt conflicted.
Her backside was still burning from being strapped by the tawse and then caned but thankfully the painful stinging had eased a bit. But she could feel the warm tingling between her thighs, and the pounding of her heart as she thought back to watching Margo, and that cute trainee Warden being stripped and thrashed. Their squeals and cries, and the sound of the tawse coming down on their poor bums had really gotten her going and she blushed as hot feelings of guilt, shame, and excitement almost made her squirm.
In an effort to distract herself from these insidious sensations she surreptitiously ran her eyes over the woman escorting her.
Warden Rowan Cassidy had the svelte athletic figure of someone who exercised regularly. She was a little taller and somewhat older than Amanda with auburn hair and bright hazel eyes, and the younger woman felt her gaze being continually drawn to the enticing sway of the woman’s hips as she walked. She spoke with a lilting Irish accent and from all accounts she had quite the dark sense of humour.
When Warden Cassidy unlocked a door and ushered her into a Punishment Room, Amanda had become more than just a little nervous. Especially as the paper sign that had been carefully taped to the door read, “CCTV NOT OPERATING – DO NOT USE”.
The lights came on automatically and she felt her fear grow as she saw the punishment bench with its attached metal framework and restraints. She also knew that the various cabinets that lined the walls contained all the myriad implements used by the Corrections Officers as they carried out their pain-inducing duties.
She started when Warden Cassidy, Rowan, touched her arm and gestured to the bench.
The woman noticed her reaction and smiled, “It’s okay, relax.”
Ammanda heard herself stammering, “A-are you going to h-hurt me?”
Rowan grinned, “No, quite the reverse actually.”
She fumbled in her pocket and pulled out a tube of cream, “Got this from the nurse. Thought I’d apply it to your bum.”
Amanda blushed in embarrassment, “But, she already did that.”
“Yea, but according to the directions you’re meant to reapply it after a few minutes. Says the first application gets absorbed and eases the pain while the second gets smeared on the skin and soothes the, um “burning sensation” brought on by, well, you know.
She casually held the tube out to her, “Here, read it for yourself if you don’t believe me.”
Amanda glanced at the label and sighed with relief as she saw it was pretty much as the woman described. She looked about the room and back to the Warden who just stood there with that enigmatic smile on her face, “Um, but why… here?”
“Oh, CCTV’s not working. Didn’t you see the sign?”
Rowan couldn’t help but chuckle at the confused look on the woman’s face, “Amanda, I saw your reaction when the nurse smeared that stuff on your behind, and I thought that if you’re going to cream your knickers you might want to do it here in private instead of back in the cellblock where the cameras are continually monitored. Besides, the room’s soundproofed, so you can come like a steam train and scream your head off if you like and nobody will know.”
Amanda felt a warm rush running through her as she recalled just how close she had come to having a mind-blowing orgasm when the nurse had applied the lotion to her scalded posterior. The sheer fucking bliss of that stuff being smeared on her burning skin by the woman’s gentle fingers had made her literally want to scream. In fact, she was pretty sure that if she hadn’t been tied down, she would have thrown herself on the nurse and humped herself into oblivion right there and then.
Blushing furiously at the thought she swallowed nervously as she found herself wondering just what Rowans fingers would feel like on her skin.
“Um, why are you…?”
“Why am I what?”
The younger woman blushed, “Why are you being nice? I thought…”
“That we’re a bunch of sadistic bastards?”
The girl nodded.
“Some of us might be I suppose but why wouldn’t I be nice? You’ve not done me any harm, and…”
“And?”
The woman sighed, “And sometimes when you work in a place like this it’s the little things that keep you from… losing touch, I guess.”
“Oh, I thought you just wanted to feel me up.”
Rowan laughed, “Well obviously! There’s that too,” she sobered, “but seriously, I can take the cuffs off and you can put it on yourself if you like. I can’t leave an inmate on her own in here thought, so I’lI have to stay.”
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