Women's Jail

[Gudzinya]

Looking for a woman to to an RP scene as a prisoner in a women's jail. You've just been arrested and I am your intake officer. As I prepare you for your cell, you find yourself beginning to get turned on and try to use that to get yourself out of trouble.

PM me if interested, or just reply here.

 

[Jade82]

That actually sounds pretty hot to me. I'd be interested in something like that.

32 year old blonde, shoulder length hair, 36C breasts. Did you just want to play right here in the thread?

 

[Gudzinya]

Playing on here sounds fine to me. Let's set the scene:

It's late on a Friday night, and I'm on duty at the county jail as an intake officer. I'm normally a beat officer, but I've been assigned to this duty while I'm under investigation for "unprofessional behavior." It's a quiet county, so things are generally slow, so I'm sitting at the desk reading a book.

I hear the front door to the building open and an officer walks in with a pretty young blonde woman handcuffed behind her back. She is nervously looking around as she is led into the jail.

The officer leads her in and sits her down in a chair and walks up to me. I set down my book. He informs me that she was arrested for trying to purchase drugs from an undercover officer. He signs over the custody form, releasing her to me, hands me the arrest report, and leaves.

I walk over to you and take you by the crux of your elbow and stand you up.

"Alright, miss," I say to you. "What's your name?"

 

[Jade82]

I’d been out with some friends who had been trying to cheer me up after I had broken up with my boyfriend. A few drinks in, and nothing seemed to be working. I’d caught the bastard cheating on me, and it had not ended well.
I’d left my friends back at the bar and was going to try to find a cab to take me home. As I was trying to find a cab, I had seen a dealer on the street. Having never done drugs, I’d thought ‘what the fuck’ and decided to try it for once. I’d gone up to the dealer with the intent of buying some coke, but as I’d thought a deal had been struck, I was handcuffed and arrested and he told me he was a police officer.
Now I was sitting in a jail, figuring I’d be taken to a cell for the night.
I had been turned over to an officer who looked big and strong, and due to my circumstances, felt ashamed at the instant attraction I had to him. I sat in a chair quietly as he conversed with the officer who’d brought me in. Then he left and I was left alone with this new officer who was now walking over to me. As he grabbed my arm and stood me up, he asked what my name is, and the sense of control he had again made me feel ashamed as I felt slightly aroused. I fought back those feelings and quietly answered.
“Jade,” I say. “My name is Jade.”

 

[Gudzinya]

“Jade,” I tell you, “I’m going to remove these handcuffs. I need you to leave your hands down at your sides and not move until you’re told to do so.”

As you nod in compliance, I unlock the cuffs and let your arms fall to your sides. I find myself aroused at how good you look in your thin silk blouse and black mini-skirt. I keep myself in check, but I’m honestly looking forward to frisking you and running my hands down your body.

I guide you to the cell door that leads to the women’s cell block and lead you into an examination room. I point you towards a wall and walk you over to it.

“Jade, I need you to raise your arms and stand against the wall. I need to search you, and I need you to remain still. Is that understood?”

 

[Jade82]

He’s taking more control. I want to rub my wrists as he releases them from the handcuffs, but I let my arms fall to my sides and I comply with his instructions. I feel his eyes on me, wondering what he’s thinking. Am I just another criminal to him? Is that what I am now? A criminal?
I wish I’d worn more clothes. I feel very exposed in what I’m wearing. I have on panties, but I’m not even wearing a bra under this blue silk blouse.
As he leads me into a cell block, the sound of that cell door clanging shut is scary. I’m led into a small room, though I’m sure it’s probably still larger than the cell I’m sure I’ll be occupying soon.
My body tingles when I’m told I’m going to be searched. I’d been mostly expecting it, but part of me is still shocked. As I’m guided to the wall and told to stand still, I quietly protest.
“Isn’t there a female officer to do this?”

 

[Gudzinya]

“I’m the only officer on duty, right now,” I tell you.

I lift your arms up by the elbows and put my hands on your waist and begin patting you down. I slide my hands up your body and my hands land on your chest, remaining there slightly longer than necessary. I run my hand under your breast-line and then slide my hands back down your body. I slide a hand up your skirt and pat you underneath. I bend down and slide your shoes off, taking the opportunity to peek up your skirt while I’m down there.

I stand up and walk over to a table in the center of the room. I pick up a plastic bag which contains an orange shirt and matching pants and a pair of gray flip flops. I hand it over to you.

“I need you to change into the uniform. All of your clothes, including undergarments go into the bag. I’ll wait outside for you. Knock on the door when you’re changed.”

 

[Jade82]

I continue to try to fight feelings of arousal as you put your hands on my body and take me into your control. Your hands are strong and firm as they frisk me and my body squirms in their grasp. As I feel your hands grope my chest and then slide up my skirt, I get the feeling that you’re enjoying this as well.
Then your hands fall away and simply pull off my shoes, but I feel your eyes on me. As you hand me the uniform I’m to put on, I stare at it and I’m shocked to learn I’m not even allowed to keep my panties.
As you turn to exit the room to give me some privacy to change, I feel a twinge of disappointment that you won’t be watching me, but continue to push those feelings away.
“How long am I going to be here,” I ask, before you leave.

 

[Gudzinya]

“We’re a small county,” I tell you, my hand on the door. “The judge won’t be back in court until Monday morning, so you’ll be here over the weekend.”

My eyes stay on you. I’m wondering if you’ll start changing in front of me if I stand there long enough.

I open the door and exit the room, closing it behind me and leaving you to change.

 

[Jade82]

Your words ring in my ear. I’ll be here all weekend. Alone in a cell. You keep staring at me and I wonder what you’re thinking. Am I now being expected to change in front of you? The thought intrigues, arouses, and scares me all at once.
Finally, you leave the room and I begin undressing. I’m wondering if there are cameras in the room. I take off my blouse and I’m topless underneath. I slide my skirt and panties off and slip into the orange cotton uniform. It’s not what I expected it to be. I expected it to be papery and stiff. It’s surprisingly loose, but not quite comfortable. I button the shirt, but leave the top button loose. I slide on the flip-flops and walk over to the door and knock.