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The Prisoner's Slut (Cheesecake&Playful Ankh)

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May 17, 2011
Even after she had been running around this prison for a few hours, April Matthews still couldn't believe this was happening. The whole mission had went sour the minute they realised that she was a spy, trying to infiltrate their organisation. The thirty-year-old blonde had to catch her breath, having just ran for what felt like fifteen minutes non-stop. Looking over her shoulder, she was relieved to find that the men that had been chasing her were now gone... and she could at least have a little rest. For now. Wiping away some of the dirt from her figure-hugging catsuit (which had been torn away between her legs, and at the chest area where one breast was exposed) she sat down and closed her eyes. She wanted to cry, but she was stronger than that. April couldn't give up, she couldn't let them win. No. She was going to show them that they weren't going to get away with this. Glancing at the device that had been strapped to her wrist, the numbers flashed a horrible story. 15% it said. The effects of the bimbofication were already starting.

A noise sprung her up from her seat, causing the woman to jump in fear. She never used to be like this. On a normal day, the thought of four guys pouncing on her wasn't something she would worry about. In fact, it was just routine. She could fight them off no problem, but suddenly she lost the ability to keep them away. Like there was something inside of her that didn't quite want to put up a fight. That the thought of four guys pounding her rotten was a dream come true. April frowned at what she was thinking, picking up her pace once more. They weren't going to catch her -- no!
 
Normally it'd be so easy to take care of a spy in this prison... they'd kill in such a way to make it easily pinned on one of the prisoners who might have 'eluded' one of the guards. Behind these prison walls were many illegal activities from gambling on the lives of prisoners to a 'bimbofication' process to make wives or mistresses a bit more... compliant with following certain 'needs'. As soon as April's true intentions were discovered, the Warden thought of an exciting gamble.

They put her through the first step of bimbofication, but stopped there. While she wasn't a bimbo, if she was left on her own the process would just end up bimbofying her on it's own. She had a few challenges to go through, but if she managed to complete these challenges she was free to go... and unbimbofied as well. However it wouldn't be that easy.

The challenge this time was to get a key to the next cell block... however prowling the halls of the cell block were four prisoners hand picked to make this a challenge with a promise if they can stop the spy, they get to keep her as a little pet. As she ran past a room, the door was open as the far wall of the room had a key with a tag that said: "Cell Block B." If she had good eyes, she'd find her escape... however one of the prisoners laid in wait hidden from the hallway as he would close and lock the door as soon as she entered.
 
April had missed the open door the first time around, and seemed to be running around without any sort of direction. It was hard when your mind was on other things... like the urge to find the nearest prisoner she could and suck his cock like it were an ice lolly. She licked her lips at the prospect and nearly shouted in frustration at the constant signs of her body (and mind) betraying her. She had to stop this nonsense, she had to get her act together and come up with a plan. Find a weapon of some sort, and use it against these thugs. Heading back the way she came, April advanced a little slower this time. Her high heels still clicked against the floor of the prison as she approached the door that she had ran passed the first time.

Peeking her head in, she didn’t see the prisoner hiding away. All she saw was the key that told her ‘Cell Block B’. That was it! Smiling (and almost giggling) she jogged in to the room without securing it first... something the old, unbimbofied April would never do... and nearly jumped out of her skin when the door slammed shut behind her. She spun on the spot, letting a ‘yelp’ escape from her mouth. Looks like she was going to have to fight off another prisoner.
 
The man locked the door behind her as he smirked. The prisoner being rather eager at the prospect of getting pussy for the first time in a long time, already stripped himself of his clothes. His incredibly muscular frame was on display for her... not to mention that long, thick cock that was already fully erect and drooling with precum. The precum showing her just how much he wanted to slam that thick cock right in her. "Well, well, well... I'm afraid it's the end of the road for you..." He said as he started to slowly walk towards her as he towered over her a little... only to suddenly pick up his pace in a sprint as he went to grab her wrist with one hand...with his other hand aiming for his breast as he wanted to give the luscious orb a squeeze.
 
April tried to catch her breath, but she suddenly found herself face-to-face with another prisoner, much to her annoyance. He was naked, and clearly desperate to fuck her. Backing up as far as she could, she tried to think of a way out of the situation now that the door was locked. In the past, April would have worked out a plan, and would have been out of here in a matter of seconds. However, her thoughts were clouded and she couldn't take her eyes off the massive manhood shown in front of her.

"No!" She screamed, as he grabbed her wrist with his tight grip. However, she managed to dodge his other hand and spun round on the spot, sliding her hand free and running back towards the door, hopelessly attempting to unlock it. Her attempts ended in failure, and she desperately tugged at the handle in hopes that it would break open. But alas, she had no luck. And as she pushed herself back against the wall again, she braced herself for the fucking of a lifetime.
 
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