Margo sighed, “It feels a bit warm, but it’s not painful.”
Still stroking the woman’s derriere Penny chuckled, “Oh, but it will be soon enough.”
“Please, Penny, don’t be too hard on me.”
“Now, Margo, you know you deserve this, so don’t complain, and you might as well save your begging. You’ll be doing enough of that soon enough,” she drew a breath, “I’m really going to enjoy this.”
Raising her hand from stroking the lovely curves before her, she brought it down to spank one cheek and then the other. It wasn’t too bad, but it was still hard enough for Margo to give a startled yelp each time the hand came down.
By the time a half dozen similar blows had been delivered on the woman’s already well-reddened derriere Margo’s squirming and the whimpering sounds she was making had become a little more pronounced.
Penny paused, and her fingers stroked lightly across the cheeks she had been spanking, “Oh, that’s warming up nicely, wouldn’t you agree, Margo?”
Before the woman could reply, the nurse slipped her hand down to explore along the cleft between her thighs. Margo started when the intruding hand rubbed over her vulva, and when the stealthy fingers began an even more intimate probing, she couldn’t stop herself from releasing a breathless moan.
Penny continued to torment the woman for a few more delicious moments as she idly mused, “Funny that your thighs seemed to fall open slightly as I was spanking you. It’s almost as if you wanted me to tease your wet little pussy. Is that what you want, Margo, for me to play with you?”
As she felt the nurses thumb slipping inside her, the handcuffed woman whined and her whole body spasmed. The cuffs kept her hands thoroughly restrained behind her, and Penny watched in delight as the womans fingers clenched and unclenched helplessly as she moaned, “Ohhh fuck! Yess, please…”
Pulling her hand away the nurse listened to the needy whine of protest and chuckled, “Well, that would be a reward for good girls Margo. You don’t deserve that… yet. Not until you learn your lesson.”
The nurse resumed her spanking, alternatively smacking each cheek and watching enthralled as Margo squirmed and whimpered.
The spanking was long and thorough, and by the end, Margo’s tears were definitely genuine, as was her begging, but given that Penny paused every so often to slip her hand back between the woman’s thighs, to stroke and tease her quim, stoking the heat and drawing out blissful cries Margo was no longer sure what she was actually begging for. It certainly wasn’t for the woman to stop. Instead, the mixed sensations were so intense that they left her babbling and gasping incoherently.
By the end, she had been brought so close to the very edge of release so often she was almost completely delirious with need and was only dimly when the nurse stopped, of the handcuffs being released and her being gently eased up onto her back on the examination couch. The handcuffs were deftly reapplied and then fixed to one of the rings on the frame of the couch, so her hands were secured above her head, exposing her body completely.
She was definitely aware, however, when Penny dipped her head between her legs and licked along the length of her vulva, sliding her tongue along the folds of her labia until she found her clitoris.
That was all it took.
Margo’s orgasm was as instant as it was spectacular. She screamed in release as the pent-up waves of pleasure rolled over her in an indescribable sensation. Her body spasmed and thrashed wildly as Penny gripped her hips and continued using her tongue to bring the woman howling from one climax to another as the orgasms kept coming.
Eventually, it was just too much, and Margo’s body arched like a bow, almost lifting Penny from the ground. Her brain overloaded as an endless cascade of sheer uninhibited passion burned away her ability to even think in an incandescent explosion. Wetness gushed from her sex, filling the nurse’s mouth and coating her face, and she slumped back in senseless euphoria, utterly supine and completely, spent.
When her senses returned, her hands had been released, and Penny was holding her close, nuzzling her neck and gently kissing her. Margo blinked and found herself looking into the woman’s deep brown eyes as she smiled, “Hey there, back with us?”
It took another couple of moments before Margo could muster the art of speech, and her first coherent sound was a long, drawn-out sigh, “Fuuuuuck….”
Penny giggled happily, “Oh yea, that was just awesome. Now, what did we learn today, Margo?”
“N-not to give you c-cheek?”
The nurse kissed her and stroked her face, “No. That would be petty. We learned that no matter how naughty you are, even if you get punished, the reward will always be worth waiting for.”
Margo felt herself sniffing back tears as emotions welled up inside her, “Thank you.”
“Hey, it’s okay, you’re fine. I was never going to hurt you. But now I’m wondering.”
“Wondering?”
The nurse giggled again and gave Margo a mischievous kiss, “I’m wondering if the two of us can fit in that shower cubicle. Want to find out?”
“God, yes.”
…
Margo was a happy woman when she was finally deposited back in her cell. She looked down at Amanda, who was lying face down on the bottom bunk naked, with the gorgeous curves of her bottom bared and on display. The woman was asleep, splayed out on the bunk as if she had collapsed there; her hair was unkempt, her legs open in a lewd display, and the cheeks of her posterior were a lovely rosy shade of pink. And despite the pattern of six parallel lines the cane had left across her derriére, her lips were curled in a contented and extremely well-satisfied smile.
Sliding carefully alongside her, Margo pushed a few stray hairs back from the girl’s face and gently stroked her back.
Amanda’s eyes flickered open, and she smiled, “Hi.”
Margo grinned, “You too, huh?”
“Mmhmm.”
“What happened?”
Careful of the camera in the cell, Amanda snuggled closer to whisper, “Rowan got a little distracted when she was putting some cream on my bum, I got more than just a little excited, and about thirty seconds later, we were at it like bunnies.”
“Good?”
Amanda sighed, “Oh fuck, yes. I think I must be going mental.”
“How so?”
“Well, this is prison, I’m meant to be happy I’m getting out tomorrow, not wishing I could stay longer.”
The young woman blushed, “Umm, once I’m out, me and Rowan are going to maybe meet up for a coffee, or something.”
Margo couldn’t help her giggle, “I can just bet what the “or something” will be.”
“Is that bad?”
“Hell no. You’re both adults; you’ll be a free woman tomorrowand you can sleep with whomever you like. But Penny said something that bothered me, so can I ask a favour?”
“What is it?”
“She said that with your political activism, it’s only a matter of time before you end up back in here. So, I was gonna ask you to promise me that you’ll be careful.”
“Margo, it’s not that simple. I, we-.”
“Look, Amanda, I’m not asking you to stop, or compromise your beliefs, I’m just asking you to be careful is all. For me, please…”
The younger woman sighed, “I’ll try, I promise, okay?”
Margo grinned and put on an outrageously fake Texan accent as she hugged her, “You better gal, or I’m gonna give you an absolute ass-whuppin.”
The two women lay together in each other’s arms for a while, stroking each other and occasionally exchanging long kisses. But slowly their caresses grew more insistent. Margo’s head dipped to Amanda’s breasts, and she took one of the girl’s already sensitive nipples into her mouth while the younger woman’s hands insistently wormed their way inside Margo’s new overalls.
Amanda giggled, “I can’t believe I want it again. I mean, I’ve been naked and shagging all evening, and I can’t keep my hands off you. Do you think it’s just this place, or do they put aphrodisiac in our tea or something?”
“We don’t have to do anyth-”
“Margo, we have unfinished business, so shut up and get your clothes off, because I have this incredible desire to sit on your face until you either suffocate or make me orgasm so hard, I forget my own name. Then we’re going to sixty-nine until we both end up as a gooey puddle on the floor. Okay?”
“Aww, you say the nicest things.”
In the CCTV control room, Mrs. McCulloch watched for a while before snorting in wry amusement, “Lucky bastards.”
With a flick of a button, she switched the camera to stand-by mode and the screen went blank. She eyed the other CCTV operator, “Yes?”
He shook his head with a grin, “Nothing, ma’am.”
By morning both women were draped and coiled around each other like snakes, sleeping contentedly, exhausted but happy.
The score was three, each.
…
The next day was a bittersweet one for Margo. Amanda was due for release, and while she was happy for her, she knew she would miss her friend. When it came time for the girl to go, Warden Mcculloch had surprisingly allowed the American woman to accompany them to processing, and they had an emotional last hug before her companion and bedmate of the last ten days was led away.
Sniffing back tears, Margo had slowly followed the Warden as she led her back to her cell. McCulloch had seen the same reaction countless times from countless women, but despite being hardened to it she might have just felt the tiniest sliver of sympathy as she saw the inmate looking at the now empty bunk and her shoulders beginning to shake.
“It’s only temporary Margo; you’ll be transferred out of here yourself this afternoon.”
The blonde woman sniffed and drew a breath, “I know Warden, I just miss her a little is all. I’ll get over it.”
“Good girl.”
The rest of the day passed slowly for Margo until Warden Taylor appeared after lunch to escort her to processing. The young Warden watched her collect her few belongings as she examined the electronic documents authorising her transfer.
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