Welcome to Prison, Ladies (Open For All)

Tricia exhaled. "Are you kidding me? Where should I start?" Her mind worked backwards, from her recent encounter with Bill and Anna, which she was still recuperating from, all the way back to the humiliating processing she endured when she arrived.

She eyed the 2-way mirror again. "Maybe it would be better if I wrote it all out, I don't know if it's safe to talk in here. But if I'm going to talk, I need some kind of protection. What can you do for me?"
 
" I have connections at the DA's office that could get you a transfer, nothing guaranteed but I could try my best. Just trying to see what is going on inside these prison walls and see what stories are fake and what ones are real to see who needs help any other inmates or guards i should talk to.

I shift in my seat uncrossing and recrossing my long nylon clad legs causing hem of dress to ride to mid thigh as I take notes and await a reply.
 
"Mark Winters, he seems to be one of the good ones." Tricia thought. She kept a model note of him. "I haven't seen him make a move on any of the women. And he must know the names of the guards who take liberties with us. I don't know if he'd be willing to corroborate, but he might be your best bet."

She leaned forward. "I wish I could tell you everything that's happened to me, all the abuse I've suffered since arriving here. And how I hope you can help me. But I can't risk it, not if they're listening. But if you want to know if the stories are true, get locked up here yourself. Have your belongings taken, strip naked in front of strangers, let them search you and grope you, chain you up and lock you up. Get yourself thrown naked into a dark hole, or leered at by all the other women in the showers."
 
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I take notes and tell her I can try my best to get help for them if it is needed. Just then two guards come in and say they " forgot " to search us for any contraband before the meeting. Just as a safety precaution they say. As they...
 
...unlock Tricia's cuffs from the table, force her to her feet roughly and push her against the wall, the other Guard treats Kim with more respect.

Tricia's guard forcefully yanked her jumpsuit down, forcing it down to her ankles and off her feet, tossing it aside. Tricia plants her hands on the wall as the hands began searching her. Her panties were still damp from her recent encounter with Bill and Anna, and she hoped Kim noticed the visible evidence she couldn't admit to openly.

The guard frisking Kim was more gentle, but loomed over her. "Have an interesting chat?" He whispered into her ear.
 
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Anderson stood off to the side as Tricia was pulled out of her seat before he turned his attention to the DA. His eyes flashed dark as he recalled their previous encounters, controlling his primal urges to throw her over the desk, as he looked at those fantastic legs.

"your turn Miss DA", he growled as he pulled her chair back, "get over there beside your client and assume the position.

While he watched, waiting for her to comply he tipped her bag onto the desktop, routing through the contents. He pushed them about with his finger noting in particular that asides the expected identification documents and notepads, he singled out her driving license, memorising her home address.

He picked up the three new packets of pantyhose smirking, "do you have a habit of going through these regularly...?"
 
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I say nothing at the pantyhose remark. "This is highly unnecessary we are just talking" I stammer to Anderson as he seems to be focused on my button down dress. Trying to keep composure and fieget past encounters.
 
"This is just procedure Miss, we have to make sure you are safe in here... especially with client privilege and there being no recording equipment in this room while you're in here with her", he replied, waiting for some smart response.

"your bag has been cleared... so if you could just open your dress", he smiled
 
"I most certainly will not open my dress " I stammer. I think I see a lustful smirk from my client but I must be not thinking straight I say to myself. I stand my ground showing you my tough side. Showing my client I will not give in easily to your demands.
 
Tricia watched the scene unfold, but a dirty glance from Anderson had her facing the wall again. Her sweaty palms pressed against the cinder blocks and she tried to put what was happening out of her mind.

At least now she'll believe what's happening Tricia thought to herself. But she doubted that anything could be done to change her situation, if even the DA could be strong-armed like this by the guards.
 
Blair was heading back to D wing when he was told about Tricia getting interviewed by the new uppity DA. Hell that was the last thing he needed. She would try and blab about what was going on. Besides who had authorized this? She was only supposed to see her bloody lawyer and that was it. When he got his hands on the idiot...

He rushed down to the interview room and looked through the two way mirror. Inside he saw Tricia stripped down and Anderson trying to perform a strip search on the DA. Oh fuck what was the idiot doing. Still if he wanted to have his fun that was his head on the chopping block, his concern was Tricia. He walked into the room and motioned to her.

"Get dressed, you are needed elsewhere." He glared over at Anderson as if daring him to stop him and then escorted Tricia out and started to lead her back to D wing. "You better not have said anything to that DA or your time up to now will feel like kindergarten I assure you," he growled at her.
 
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Anderson grabbed her jaw, glaring at the DA before spinning her about to face the wall.

"I'm used to getting attitude from the likes of her.... but I expect better from an educated woman", pressing her u against the wall and kicking her legs apart, "assume the position.... I'm sure it's not your first time..."

He stepped in tight behind her, looking at Tricia, daring for her to look around as he brought his fingers up to the front of her dress, brushing her breasts as he began to flick open the buttons.

Suddenly the door crashed open as Blake crashed through it, looking around the scene presented to him. Anderson had to control himself as Blake eyeballed him, muttering to himself, "fucking idiot pays to get himself transferred onto this ward so he can enjoy the perks, and now he thinks it's the Blake Show.

Calm returns to the room as Tricia is dragged from it, only the sound of the DA's breathing break the silence, as Anderson bends to whisper in her ear, "just you and me now..."
 
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Tricia tried to straighten out her jumpsuit as she was dragged back through the corridors. "I didn't say anything, I swear." She suspected that he or someone else had been listening on the other side of the mirror, but if he hadn't, she would never believe him.

Between everything that happened this morning, it felt like ages since she'd been in her cell. She might not even recognize Viper when she got back.
 
OOC maybe alumni2017 could be another guard with Anderson

I look at Anderson and demand fo talk to more prisoners as Tricia was dragged away before our talk ended by Blair. He says " sure. But needs to make sure I'm not trying to sneak contraband into the prisoners.
 
Jake, the second guard, has been standing by watching Anderson dominate both Tricia and the woman from the DA's office. He knew that Anderson loved dominating woman, and though he felt sorry for Kimberly, there was not much he could do with Anderson there.

He wondered if he could pull Kimberly aside and get her to talk to Tricia, as she clearly wanted to.

He tried to catch her eye.
 
Blair marched Tricia through the prison and then through D wing until he was outside of Vipers cell. He smiled as he opened the door and pushed the woman inside. "Present for you Viper, do you think you can keep an eye on her this time. She is not supposed to leave this cell except at meal times, for a shower, to go to the yard or see her lawyer. If anyone else tries to take her for any other reason you tell me about it."

He then looked at Tricia, "And you, if I catch you anywhere you shouldn't be again you will be spending the rest of your sentence in the hole. If a guard tries to take you anywhere but to see your lawyer you yell and scream for me. It says on your sheet you are not to see anyone else so I want to know who took you to see that bloody DA and if you have seen anyone else?"

His face was thunderous and his hands clenched and un-clenched at his sides as if he was thinking of what he would do to the person when he found them.
 
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Anderson was suddenly aware that she was trying to look behind her, gripping her hair, controlling her as he whispered, "you looking for your friend... She's gone lady, her mouth is required elsewhere...", as he turned to look at the door, surprised to see Jake standing there, looking like a fish out of water.

"What the fuck are you standing there like a limp dick", he growled, I know you're new here, but you need to get on board with what goes on down here"

He kept a tight grip on the DA, forcing her to face the wall, the fire in him rising as he pressed his groin against her ass. He watched Jake as he brought his hidden hand around the front of her and roughly squeezed her breast through her dress, enjoying the feeling of her involuntarily rubbing against him.

"First test probie...Wall or table", he barked at Jake
 
"Wall, I guess," Jake stammered. He was new and did not have any idea of the excesses that prison staff took not only on prisoners but also on any visitors.

He watched in fascination as Kimberly was pressed against the wall, with Anderson forcing his cock between her ass cheeks. He could see she was not enjoying it at all.
 
Anderson nodded, agreeing with Jake, his hidden hand still roughly manipulating her breast. He felt his cock swelling inside his combats as he ground into the cleft of her ass.

He looked back over to Jake, still standing looking nervous

"Second question Probie... Does the dress stay on or come off..? ", his eyes flashing as he waited for the reply
 
"Hmmmm....not totally off. That will look bad if somebody walks in."

Jake watched as the sexual scene played itself out in front of him, and despite himself he started getting an erection. Kimberly was one of the most beautiful woman he had seen, and watching her being sexually violated was turning him on.

"No, I changed my mind. Take her dress totally off."
 
Anderson squeezed her breast harder, making her buck back into him. He smiled as he saw the emotional battle coursing through young Jake.

"And why do you want her dress off Probie ", he smiled, "tell her..."
 
"I want to see her naked," Jake said, avoiding looking at Kimberly, as he felt embarrassed at his sudden lust. "And I want to see her take cock."

He kept his eyes on Kimberly's ass though. He was an ass lover, and could not wait to see her naked ass.
 
Viper pushed herself up from the bed, smiled as her girl was pushed back into the cell with her. “Hey Baby!” Viper walked over and placed her hand upon Tricia’s cheek. Viper’s steely orbs looking over Tricia’s features but what angered her was the scent she got from Tricia. “Blair!” Viper’s eyes narrowed at the man, she was about to ruin her plan by allowing her anger to shoot off. “Yes, I will make sure I keep a real good eye on her.” Viper responded the way she knew he wanted her too.

Viper shifted her orbs from Blair back to Tricia her eyes were hard, anger flared in them, not toward her but to the bastard that touched her. “Don’t worry baby, the bastard will pay for what he did to you. Anyone whom touches my girl without my okay will pay dearly!” She shifted her eyes toward Blair, “Even to you! I know we have a deal and all, but after this shit no-one touches her unless I give the okay. Got it!” her eyes twitched with anger. She knew Blair would bite back but she had to stand her ground when it came to her baby.

She noted his anger not toward her, but to the one that did this. A small sinister smile came to her face as she just found the weakness in Blair that she needed. She looked back over to Tricia, “Come here baby!” Viper put her arm out and waited for the woman to walk over and put herself into Viper’s waiting arm. Viper licked her lip, ensured that it was moist for she was about to lay a heavy kiss upon her baby.

While Viper waited she looked back to Blair, “I want that fucking Coons!” She hissed knowing that was the bastard that touched her girl. “And I want Shannon brought to his wing.” The second part of her plan, she just hoped that Blair wouldn’t catch on to what she was doing, but just think that Viper was horny as hell and wanted more than just one Bitch.”So? Can you get them both to me?” Viper glared at him.
 
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