Welcome to Prison, Ladies (Open For All)

[RennyStyle]

Tricia grabbed the dildo from behind her back and clutched it like a dagger. She saw RD rolling in pain, grasping for a plastic cock of her own.

"This is going in your ass!" Tricia yelled at the woman who had made the last few months in prison hell. She approached, but one of RD's slaves grabbed Tricia from behind and tore the remaining part of her uniform off. The crowd cheered as Tricia stumbled forward in her white lace.

"Wrong," the slave told her, 'it's going up yours."

The slave's arm went around Tricia's neck, pulling her back as she began attacking the lace, trying to strip Tricia. Tricia fought in the woman's arm, then stomped on the slave's foot.

 

[bankbabe13]

I manage to get up and with the others distractied by one another I am able to “referee” the match once more. Blushing heavily from my exposure, I knew my ADA work hete would be unorthodox but this is crazy I think. The match is just about over and I call for a submission bell to ring in favor of Road Dogg to end the match so I can get out of there as the bell rings, Tricia’s slaves look upset at my call. But before they do anything. They are interrupted by some of the prison’s staff who come to my aid and get me out of there as they say....

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia's face planted into the body of the woman beneath her as she felt the rubber cock jam itself deep inside her, the knotted texture of it uncomfortably rubbing against her, filling her. She screamed into the hot flesh beneath her as RD forced the cock in and out again.

The crowd went wild as RD worked Tricia's flailing body.

"Road Dog is really giving it to Tricia!" The announcer joyfully yelled into the microphone. "Now is Tricia going to be a good girl and cum?"

 

[bankbabe13]

Beyond red faced now “i have to make another woman orgasm?!” I think to myself. This is my only way out of this current predicament so reluctantly I oblige. I run over to Tricia knocking her on to her back. I use my mile long 40” long legs to pin her arms above her head as i lay on top of her my head towards her exposed pussy area. I grab a dildo and after some hesitation i begin ramming it in and out of her hoping to get her to cum quickly so we both could get out of this, and more importantly I would be keft alone, for awhile at least so I could continue my investigations of the prison corruption against the prisoners. Secretly i admire her breasts and grope them playing it up like its part of getting her to cum when really it is serving my own curious nature and enjoyment.

 

[bankbabe13]

Moments later i get Trisha to cum. This brings on half boos snd half cheers. I manage to find my blouse and skirt and red faced and exhuasted, plus with some help from orher guards i make it out and manage to make it to my makeshift office. Trying to xlear my head i look at next girls i
Am scheduled to meet with about the prison corruption going on. Two hours after i had been in office i see the next name on my list. Due in in about 5 minutes. The nane was Road Dogg.

 

[bankbabe13]

One last bump from me in attempt to revive this thread and get more involved like it once had.

 

[DominationSoul]

ooc

Maxwell “Max” Benton

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Position – Special Inspector for Prisons (SIP)
Age: 28
Size: 6'1” 200 lbs
Attitude: favorite saying, “Give me a fish, and I'll eat it; give me a fishing pole, and you'll eat it.”
Stays positive; anyone negative, drives him positively mad.
Demands perfection; obsessed with cleanliness - “A dirty cell = a dirty body = a dirty mind = a nightmare.”

* * *

Max was not in a good mood. He'd been in the middle of an assignment when he was pulled away. He hated to leave things unfinished. His boss didn't want to hear about it. “Get out of here, Max; you don't want to be late. I know how you detest being late.”

Max fumed almost the entire drive. What was the point of taking an assignment if he wasn't allowed to finish?

By the time he arrived at the prison, most of his fuming mad attitude was gone. The security checks to get in the place were time consuming and frustrating – just as it should be. It made him wonder – what the hell could be wrong here?

He was directed to the warden's office, which was empty at the moment. He was surprised at it pristine appearance, almost as if it were seldom used. A warden occupied with other things?

Waiting, pacing, more waiting, and more pacing. Max liked to keep busy, farting around was a waste of time that could be used better. He tried to keep his temper in check.

Max heard the opened of the door and yelled, without even turning around, “What the hell is going on here?”

 

[bankbabe13]

" I can only wait so long " I think to myself as I have other things and business to attend to. " I will just talk to Road Dogg later " So in my white blouse black pleated skirt a few inches above knees and heels I head down the corridor to one of the records offices I stop when I hear a male voice I have not heard before say " What is going on here" And decide to go investigate.

 

[DominationSoul]

After Max's irritated out burst, he turned around. His eyes took in the woman who'd entered. He'd not expected to see anyone so good looking here.

In the back of his mind, he wondered if this woman was his inside contact that his boss had spoke of. The boss did not give a name only a code word: Cobra. Well, I'll know soon enough.

He crossed the space to her quickly and held out his hand. “I'm Max Benton, Special Inspector for Prisons. We need to have a serious talk.”

 

[bankbabe13]

" What are you here for? " I ask suspiciously. " I am Kimberly Cumstrom, assistant DA here investigating possible corruption in this prison but just getting the run around maybe you could help shall we go to my office to discuss things? Maybe you could help my case finally gain traction. "

 

[DominationSoul]

“Good to meet you Kimberly.” Although, it would have been better if she'd used the code word. “Dale Compton, out of the governor's office, is greatly concerned with the corruption here and sent me. I hope I can be of help.”

He continued with small talk as they walked along. He was known as the chameleon for his ability to become someone and blend in perfectly.

The real Max had been an easy study. A couple prosthetics and his appearance was very close to Max. A prisoner here had been part of a heist that had taken millions of dollars. One of the gang members had talked before they died, and “Max” had been assured that someone in the prison would assist him in helping the prisoner escape, so they could force the prisoner to take them to where the money was hidden.

Max was confedient in his abilities and was pleased to see how Kimberly accepted him so easily. When they arrived at her office, he opened the door for her and smiled. This mission was off to a good start.

 

[bankbabe13]

As we chat you keep mentioning a contact and I know not of what you speak and go on to mention why I am here and my purpose you tell me their may be a mole in the prison and need my help weeding them out. You boldly ask me to prove I am not wearing a, wire by.... As you say.....

 

[DominationSoul]

Max sat close to the desk while talking with Kimberly. He pulled out his smart phone and sent a text to his boss for info about Kimberly Cumstrom. The files he received a few minute later were quite revealing.

“Kimberly, I'm sort of in the dark here. One of the prisoners here has been passing on information about a bank robbery to someone who works here. There is no question of that because two of the four people died on the scene.

“The robber was caught a year later and was shot. Before he died, he gave the name of this prison.

“Recently, bills from the robbery have been showing up, which means one of the workers here is receiving info from this prisoner.

“In my position, I can't afford to trust anyone. Stand up and remove your blouse and skirt. I need to see if you are wearing a wire.”

 

[bankbabe13]

OOC lace lavender front hook bra and matching lacy boy short panties underneath.


I give you a dirty look and stammer, ' I most certainly will not strip to my bra and panties for you are you crazy? ". Although secretly stripping for a stranger is a hot thought I've had before I am not about to let on that mind set". I stand with hands on my hips as you again say it's a " security " must for you and builds trust amongst us if we are to work together for justice. You approach me saying....

 

[DominationSoul]

Max smiled at Kimberly as he stood up and walked around to her side of the desk. “I understand your reluctance, Kimberly. You don't want to appear to eager, which might give me the wrong idea.”

He stood behind her chair, pulled it away from the desk, and turned it toward him. His hands went to the buttons on her blouse and he popped them off.

“I will assist you, Kimberly; that you way you can be honest with yourself that you didn't eagerly follow my direction, and I will not need to report that you were uncooperative.”

He checked her back for wires.

He held out his hands for her hands and helped her stand. “I know it's embaressing, Kimberly, but you are only following a directive.” He pulled cut the skirt, revealing her matching lacy, boy short panties. He checked for wires again.

He left her shoes on. "Now, we can talk.'

 

[RennyStyle]

In the yard, Tricia Wells strolled through the chain mail enclosure leading back to her cell block. It was time to return to her cell for the afternoon. She glanced upwards and caught a glimpse of flesh through the window. She didn't want to look, but could identify Kimberly easily. She had seen enough of the woman through her time her to recognize her by sight,. She was involved in something. And Tricia knew that whatever Kimberly was up to, it would eventually find its way to her, too.

Tricia entered the cell block and returned to her cell, laying out on her bunk. The place was due for a cleaning, but she couldn't be bothered with that right now.

 

[bankbabe13]

" How am I supposed to get dressed now? " I stammer, too shocked by the bold moves to scream out, run, or yell. Still wanting to show a feisty tough side, I sit down in just heels andy lacy bra and panties, blushing a bit as I do, and try to conduct business. I tell you there is corruption here on this prison and I want to get to bottom of it for sake of the prisoners. I then ask your viewpoints on my presence here and what you are going to do about rampant yet secretive corrupt policies behind these walls amongst the administration.

 

[DominationSoul]

Max lowered his head below the desk as if to tie his shoe. An ear plug was inserted into each ear. He lifted up, opened his briefcase, and removed two cone shaped objects which he set on the desk. “These devices all emit a sound that will interfere with any listening device.” He removed a pc data pad from his briefcase and handed it to Kimberly. “Each question will be recorded on the pad, and you can type your answer.

“I know you are concerned with the corruption in the prison; however, my investigation into this robbery must be considered first.

“What do you know of the robbery of the Eastern Shore Bank in 2015?”

 

[bankbabe13]

" All I know is that is was a professional job, must have had inside help with the security features that bank has. 1 million stolen and two female bank tellers sexually assaulted during the robbery is all I know. Do you know more? How will it help my corruption cases here? " I ask. As I talk you walk over to me commenting on how I look in heels and my lacy underwear like this is commonplace for you. I give you a dirty look as I can tell you are trying to assert yourself over me and my "diva" like nature doesn't like it, each time I try to talk, you cut me off talking about your case.

 

[DominationSoul]

Max typed into the pc and turned it toward Kimberly.

Kimberly Cumstrom<kjcumstrom2013@gmail.com>
To:s.smithers@yahoo.com
Jan 14 at 5:11 PM
Found the inside person for the R. Waiting instructions.

“It appears you know a lot more than you are willing to say.” He took a small knife and cut the straps of the bra, then he cut between the cups and pulled the bra away, letting the pieces fall to the floor.

He removed two Japanese clover nipple clamps with a heavy chain from the brief case. He squeezed her left tit until it hardened then put the clamp on it and did the same with the other tit. He took the chain in his hand and pulled. “I expect answers, Kimberly, and you will give them. Another clamp awaits you in the briefcase, and you know where that one will be attached.”

 

[bankbabe13]

Shocked by the bold move I say nothing as you compliment my perky and firm 32c chest as I since a bit. I tell you "fine it was a sting operation we has been planning for a bit when I first got to DA's office hoping to make a name for myself. We should be ahh working together what's with all the distrust and stripping me I stammer. Trying to wrap my head around what is taking place.

 

[DominationSoul]

Max smiled. “You were not willing to talk until I applied a little pressure. I wonder what else you are still holding back.”

He hand lowered to her pussy, and his fingers started to stroke her slit and massage her clit. “I am waiting for answers. I'm going to keep fingering your pussy and clit until I get them."

 

[bankbabe13]

"This is highly unprofessional! " I stammer " You wouldn't da.. " My sentence cut off as shocked by your bold move as I feel two fingers not only penetrate my bald pussy lips but begin pumping in and out of me. " I have in.. Info on Tricia Wells" Hoping that would get you to stop but your fingers just pick up the pace like a, tiny jack hammer.

 

[DominationSoul]

Max was enjoying his finger fuck of Kimberly. He stared directly into Kimberly's eyes as his fingers pumped into her pussy. “It too you long enough to come up with a name. Who is she? What info do you have? Where can I find her?”

Max was also a little concerned. He had planned to be at the prison only a short time. His cover as Max would not hold up for a long time. This was not the place to be when the truth was discovered.

 

[bankbabe13]

Too bad whpering as you boldly pump my pussy to answer. I look of shock on my face as your fingers slip in and out as you keep eye contact. Just then my lower half convulses in orgasm and you tell me where to meet you for more info exchanges to help both our cases. My pussy extra sensitive now as you talk to me normally even though two fingers are still slowly pumping in and out of my now wet bald slit.