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Jail-house Bitch [Magi_Monk & Adira]

Magi_monk

Super-Earth
Joined
May 4, 2010
Guilty. The words rang in her ears even now, along with the hushed gasps that swept the court room, broken only by her mother's distinctive sob. Three sharp raps of the gavel and all fell still again, awaiting the Judge to hand down his sentence. She was only a girl, eighteen tender years of age, the security officers on either of her easily towered a good foot above her 5'4" frame. Those vivid blue eyes tore themselves from the floor to gaze up at the hard faced old man that sat high and above everyone else, cold eyes staring back at her.

He hadn't cared that her record had been pristine up to that point, nor that she had provided crucial information that had aided in the capture and imprisonment of her previous so-called partner in crime. There had been no allowances made for genuine remorse displayed or the honest of her testimony. The sentence was harsh, to set an example, and not only had Kesi's mother in hysterics but caused a number of the jury to call out in protest. It made no difference.

Three years in Harkin Penitentiary, the roughest and most infamous prison in the land. It had been designed as an impenetrable fortress, from inside or out. The reinforced concrete walls were six inches thick and seven meters high, casting a perpetual shadow over the grey prison blocks. Eight guard towers stretched even further above the walls, each fitted with a high powered spotlight and manned constantly by officers on a four hourly rotation. The facility was vast, stretched over two hundred and fifty acres and divided in two somewhat slightly unequal halves – the smaller of the two housing the female convicts and the larger, the men – the two kept distinctly separate.

It was suppose to be a facility of rehabilitation and punishment, a means through which to protect the greater community. Regardless of the intentions for which the prison was originally built, the reality has strayed far from the mark. Rather than being a deterrent to crime, Harkin has become a safe haven for it, a breeding ground for the lowest, coldest and meanest criminals in the land.

A shrill buzz sounded down the corridor, the metal gate springing free and sliding back to permit entrance to the two guards and the newest addition to Cell Block C. Wolf whistles and catcalls echoed down about her, faces peering through bars at the fresh meat, smirks and dark eyes set in hardened expressions. A firm hand fell upon the girl's shoulder, forcing movement from her reluctant feet as she was pushed across the threshold, sending Kesi into a light stumble before she caught her balance. Eyes remained cast down, cradling her few belongings against her chest as she was led down the line before being brought to a stop in front of a particular cell.

"Open on cell nine." Another buzz and the bars rattled back to produce a doorway into the cramped space. The blonde held back, wide frightened eyes skittering over the traditional bunk bed, sink and toilet before coming to rest upon her cell mate. Orange fabric hung about the girl's slender figure, perhaps a size or two higher than she really required, the material crisp and barely worn - brand new. Long golden strands were gathered back behind her head, secured in place with a plain hairband, a set of sky blue eyes staring out at everything with trepidation.

A firm shove sent her stumbling into the cramped space, metal grating against metal almost immediately after to bar any escape, trapping her within the small room. "Make nice, ladies." The clang of the lock snapping into place sent a chill down the girl's spine, swallowing back the nervousness that rose up to choke her.
 
Maria’s life never had been an easy one. Growing up with a mother who was either drunk or laying on her back with her legs spread for the next costumer, most of the time the two even combined, she had to learn to take care of herself. So when she was ten and one of her mother’s ‘boyfriends’ had abused her, that same night she went into his room, cut off his cock and balls in one fluent motion before cutting open his neck. And when questioned by the cops, she didn’t even make excuses and said it was what she wanted to do and she would do it all over again without even doubting it for a moment.

This made her be thrown in juvenile prison for girls. But instead of trying to behave herself, getting out on parole for good behavior, she had already gotten in three fights in two days. Each time she had come out of it as the winner, getting her a bit of a reputation. Though this also meant that there were others that tried to make them her bitch, but each girl that tried ended up being her little slave instead. So in just a few years she had been the one on top of the prison, not taking shit from anyone. And as she now came into her early teens and her body started to develop more, the guards were noticing her more. So it wasn’t a surprise then one day, one of the male guards tried to abuse her. Later that evening she was transferred to an adult prison after her body had been heavily beaten up because she had stabbed the guards abdomen fourteen times.

At first she was kept in solitary by the warden until she was eighteen years. He didn’t want a minor to be mingled with the adults. So when she got put with the other prisoners, it was clear that her now well-developed body, together with her hazelnut brown eyes, black hair and her clear Latina looks made her wanted by a lot of woman as a plaything. However after the first night in the showers, she was thrown back towards the solitary ward because there were three woman on the floor with broken bones and noses. When she was released from solitary once again, her reputation had already spread. However this didn’t seem others to try and keep their hands on her, so after another fights and broken bones and a few guards harmed, one in a coma and the other probably wouldn’t be able to walk ever again, the warden was fed up with her.

And that was the way she got into Harkin. To her it didn’t matter where she was, a prison was a prison and it kept her dry, warm and fed so everything was fine. The woman trying to make them their bitch, try to abuse her or make them a foot slave all regretted it. She wouldn’t let anyone tell her what to do or get in the way of what she wanted. Luckily for her the guards didn’t bother with what she did as long as they got their fair share of things and she didn’t make too much of a mess. Heck the only time she remember of getting a little slap on the wrist was when she had slid someone’s throat in the middle of lunch to make a point. The reason, because the guard’s had to move out instead of peacefully eating their lunches. But since that day she had earned the nickname of Queen.

True to that tittle, everything that happened in the woman part of the prison was run by her. Nothing happened without her consent and if she wanted someone or something, she would be handed it on a silver platter. So it was a surprise that suddenly the door of her cell went open. She had just been laying on her bunk, resting a bit when the commotion started, meaning that there was a newcomer in the block. But she didn’t care, they would be sure to bring this new girl to her later on if she wanted to meet her, so she stayed on her bed. And there wasn’t a special reason for her to fear that the new girl would be put with her since even the guards, who she paid handsomely, knew she wanted to keep the cell to herself. Therefore her surprise was genuine when they pushed this little blonde in her cell.

Jumping of the bed, she ran towards the bars. “Rico! What’s the meaning of this you son of a bitch!” She yelled. The guard came back, a wide smile on his face. “There’s no other room left for the moment as they are rebuilding Block D.” He just said, shrugging his shoulders. And with that she just left, leaving her gritting her teeth. Then she turned around and looked at the other girl. Well at least the girl had some looks to her and she looked so pristine and terrified at the same time it was clear she had never been in jail before. “Listen up blondie, I don’t wanna hear your sob story and I don’t give a fuck about why you are here. There are just two things you have to know. One I make the rules in this place, two if you want to make sure that pretty face of yours keeps intact you do as I say. Since you’ve been put in my cell, you’re my property now. You got that?” She looked down on the other girl with cold eyes and her voice made sure that there was no mistaken her seriousness.
 
Kesi flinched back as the figure suddenly leapt from her bed and raced toward the barred wall that had clanged shut behind her seconds before. She stumbled, inching herself into the small space provided between these bars and the bunk bed, flattening her back against the wall as she hugged her belongings tighter against herself. It didn't take a genius to figure out that her cell mate was far from happy at being landed with the new inmate and the teen's already thudding heart only fluttered all the wilder within her chest at this discovery.

A pleading gaze flickered toward the guard that returned, as if he could some how take her away from this horrible place, find her a nicer corner of this prison - did such a place even exist? However, the officer seemed rather amused with the whole situation, grinning back at the furious brown eyed girl and explaining that there was nothing he could do. Moments later Kesi was alone, staring up at those angry eyes which burned down into her own with clear displeasure.

She had to tilt her chin upward to even meet her cell mate's gaze, shrinking further against the wall as if that were possible, now trapped between the bars, the bunk-bed and this woman. Fear stole away any words she might of uttered in response, instead Kesi simply nodded her head frantically. Whether she really understood was another matter, all the teen wanted to do was ensure that she didn't have any trouble. All sign of the guards had vanished, the two uniformed men having passed back through the gate they had stepped through not long before, the cell block echoing with the shouts and calls of the other inmates.
 
Maria’s gaze become even colder as she lunged forward and grabbed Kesi’s hair on the back of her head. Making the blonde looking up at her like that, she bared her teeth for a moment. “I asked if you understand Blondie! And If I ask something I expect you to answer in simple Yes Mistress or No Mistress as I own you. Or are you too stupid to talk? If so, I have no need for you. So if you’re too stupid to talk, just nod one more time. I’ll then make them tie you around this post we specially got for people like you, call the male guards and let them have their way with you until you’re begging them to stop. But that won’t do, they’ll keep using you over and over until they’re tired of your body. That would take about a few months and after that, we’ll just send you over to the male part of the prison. Off course that is if you survive the first few months. Some of the guards tend to be a little rough.” She said with a smile on her face.

Then she let go of Kesi but took all her stuff away from her. At the same time the doors of the cells got unlocked. A large African woman and a skinny white one came to her cell. She threw the clothes and everything she had taken from Kesi towards them. “Hand this out to those that could use it. Also cut Rico’s pay for the next three months. If that bastard thinks he can do what he likes in my prison, he has to think again.” Her voice was full of authority as she then waved them away, turning her attention back on Kelsi. “This reminds me, take off that jumpsuit. You gotta earn the right to wear clothes. The same goes with food and well everything. In here nothing is for free. There are two ways to earn your keep. You work it off or you sell your body. So tell me Blondie which one will you chose?” Once again she made Kesi look up at her by pulling her with her hair.
 
She cried out as the woman suddenly lunged at her, fingers tangling in the long golden strands before she even had a chance to protest, head dragged back sharply and terrified eyes forced to stare up into the woman's face. The position she was held in was uncomfortable; bending her neck at an awkward angle and causing the girl's feet to shuffle slightly in an attempt to ease the discomfort. Vivid sky blue eyes stared up into cruel, angry ones as she searched for some kind of compassion or mercy within her cell mates gaze. She found none.

Kesi was not sure how much power her cell mate truly had, but was she willing to risk it? What if she could have her bound and used? It wasn't worth the risk. Unable to look at the woman that held on to her, the teen drew in a swift breath before uttering quietly, "Y-yes Mistress." The grasp loosened upon her hair, only to fall upon her belongings and snatch them from the girl's arms, despite her desperate attempt to cling onto them. There wasn't a great deal of value; a spare prison uniform, a face cloth, toothbrush, a small bible that her mother had given her and a couple changes of underwear. All torn from her and thrown carelessly toward two strangers who appeared moments after the cell doors had clanged open.

With their arrival, however, Kesi hoped that perhaps her cell mate's attention would be directed elsewhere and she would be left alone for the time being. She had no such luck, once again her head was yanked backward, a firm grasp of her hair holding her in place as the woman commanded the teen to strip. Tears began to prick at her eyes, though the girl fought hard to keep them at bay, blinking rapidly. "Please...I-..I won't give you any trouble, I just want to serve my time and go home."
 
While still holding Kesi in the same manner she saw the girl was almost crying. And to make things worse for herself, probably without knowing it, she started to beg her to leave her alone. This made her start to laugh out loud. She let go of Kesi and kept on laughing for a few more moments before stepping back to Kesi. Without a warning, she took the blonde’s jumpsuit and ripped it open until she was standing in her underwear. “I don’t care what you want you stupid bitch. So you better stop crying before I give you a real reason to cry.” She slapped Kesi’s cheek once before she pushed the girl back against the wall.

“How many times do I have to repeat it, you are mine. If I tell you to jump, you jump, if I tell you to bark, you bark and when I tell you to strip you strip without asking questions. Do as your told and you get rewards. Though like in this case, when you don’t listen and talk back, you’ll get punished.” To make her point, she turned Kesi around, pushing her against the wall with one arm and slapped on her ass a few times, leaving a red palm print behind. “And keep in mind, this is just to prove I’m serious about when I say things. Next time the punishment will be harsher. Also I’m not a patient woman, so if you like to keep that pretty face of yours intact, I would do as I’m told. Heck perhaps I shouldn’t be so lenient and just teach your body what I think about you.” Her voice was harsh while she told Kesi what she was thinking.

At the last sentence she used her free arm and moved around the blondes body and started groping her breasts. Her fingers really digging in the flesh as there was no point in being gentle. Moving in closer, she pressed her body against Kesi’s, making sure she couldn’t go anywhere. This made her able to use her other arm and she immediately grabbed between Kesi’s legs. “Well I have to admit Blondie you got a nice body after all.” She kept grabbing Kesi hard. “So are you now willing to do what I tell you?”
 
The blonde haired girl cringed as laughter echoed off the narrow walls, that was not the response she had been hoping for. As fingers slipped free of her hair - the tie that held it back having worked itself loose with all the grabbing and pulling - and her cell mate stepped back, Kesi pressed herself tighter against the wall, there really was nowhere else for her to go. Eyes widened in horror as a hand shot out to grab a handful of her jumpsuit and yanked sharply. The fabric pulled tight for a second, dragging the girl forward a step or two and almost straight into Maria, before the material tore, shredding around her trembling figure.

Orange material fell about Kesi's feet, revealing pale skin over lean smooth muscle. The swell of her breasts and the curve of her ass were provided with a meagre amount of covering thanks to the simple white sports-bra and matching panties. Still, the teen felt horribly exposed as arms moved to conceal herself, sniffing back the tears that threatened to spill for fear of what would happen if she did not. A stinging pain erupted across her cheek, snapping the girl's head to the side before she was forced up against the wall. Before Kesi even had a chance to struggle, a hand caught hold of her shoulder and turned her roughly, meeting the wall once again only this time face first.

Small hands braced against the cold surface, head turned to the side so only her cheek was pressed up against the stone. Sharp yelps escaped the squirming girl as a hand fell to land firmly upon her ass, colour and warmth rushing to the surface of the pale flesh. For all Maria's desire for Kesi not to cry, her actions were making it increasingly difficult - embarrassment, discomfort and fear all contributing to the shimmering eyes.

Fingers closed upon one of her breasts, fingertips biting against the sensitive flesh as the teen instinctively moved her own hand to grab hold of her cell mate's wrist, trying to pull her hand away. A foot steps between her own, the older woman's hips pressing up against her, forcing her tighter to the wall and holding her there. Thighs instantly pressed themselves together as a hand closed upon her fabric-covered sex, Kesi's other hand reach down to grasp hold of that wrist.

So there they stood, the teen pressed up against the cold wall with a hand squeezing and manhandling the soft flesh of her breast, while another lay nestled between her legs, holding firmly against her most private of areas. While the girl's hands gripped one of Maria's wrists each, half way through trying to pull them away before she realised her mistake. Fingers uncurled slowly, reluctantly, and she choked back a sob that threatened to spill the tears gathered within her eyes. "Y-yes, I'll do what you say...I'll do what you say..."
 
Maria felt how Kensi wanted to fight against her but the girl gave up quickly enough. The sob that followed was the last sign of surrender which made her smile. Feeling the body go limp in her arms, she let go of her grip after Kensi told her she understood. “That’s a good Blondie.” She said with laughter in her voice before she ran her tongue over Kensi’s cheek. “You’ll have to stay a good bitch or I’ll have to punish you again.” And another idea came to her so she forced Kelsi to turn around once again and look up at her by once again pulling her with her hair. “Now why don’t we go and introduce you to everyone else." An devilish smile graced her face before she pulled Kelsi with her, still holding her hair.

She dragged Kelsi all the way until the middle of the cell blocks. Kelsi however was lucky that their cell had been located on the lower level so she didn’t got dragged up or down any stairs. So after making sure they were in the exact middle Marie let go of Kelsi. Putting her fingers to her mouth she then let out a shriel whistle. “Listen up everyone!” She yelled out, immediately getting the attention of everyone from both lower as upper level. Taking Kelsi back with her hair and holding her head backwards to make sure everyone could see her. “This here is Blondie, as you might notice she’s new here and has gotten the great luck of being my property. So this means that no one touches her, harms her, feeds her, put clothes on her or tries to make her theirs without my explicit permission will be going against me. Is that understood.” She yelled out loud. Then she pushed Kelsi towards a tall blonde who looked more male then female. “Pat, put her to work.” And with that she walked towards some other people, knowing that Kelsi would be put to work.

As soon as Maria was away, Patricia, or Pat as everyone called her, looked at Kelsi. “Hi I’m Pat. Follow me.” She said before she started walking towards the backdoor of the cellblock. “Don’t worry about how the Queen acts, just do as she asks and you’ll be fine. Heck you’re even blessed. I mean nobody now will dare to mess with you. Though that’s kinda to bad since I wouldn’t mind getting me some from you Blondie.” And while talking she clearly checked out Kelsi from top to bottom, licking her lips. Knocking on the glass of the guards room as they stopped in front of the door. They opened it and they went downstairs. “I’ll put you in the laundry room for now. It’s hot in there so you’ll be happy that you don’t have to wear that hot jumpsuit. The job is simple, changes the loads. Someone else will take the clean laundry away. You’ll work 8 hour shifts. Just do your job as your told, don’t cause any problems and stay out of trouble. That way you’ll make me happy and that makes the Queen happy.” She explained everything before opening another door. As soon as that door opened a cloud of hot steam slipped out to greet them.
 
Kesi forced her own hands away from the woman, able to at least understand that continued resistance would not end well for her, at least not for the time being. Eyes scrunched shut in disgust as Maria's tongue slid against her cheek, leaving a trail of saliva against her skin, which she wiped away discreetly as she was pulled round to face her cell mate once more. Pain shot through her scalp as fingers tangled with her hair once again, dragging her from their small cell and out into the open.

Humiliated, pale cheeks flushed rapidly, arms moving to try and conceal her body as wide frightened eyes stared up at the many that leered back. This was what she had sworn she wouldn't be, someone's bitch, someone's pet. She had come into this place with such intentions and within fifteen minutes she was a trembling, near crying little girl. A faint cry of alarm escaped her as she was thrown forward, stumbling several steps as she fought not to fall on her face nor crash head long into 'Pat'.

The girl offered a weak smile as the woman introduced herself before her leading her away from the cells, uttering her own name quietly as some form of introduction. Kesi listened, continuing to conceal her body as best she could, her underwear clearly not providing her with enough covering. She grimaced a little at being told that she was lucky, she supposed that was right - if people were afraid enough of her this 'Queen' then they wouldn't dare touch her, and the way Pat looked at her shortly after made the teen almost grateful for it.

Heading down into the bowels of the prison, the heat that rushed out to meet them caused the teen's breath to catch, squinting a touch as they stepped into the laundry room. This job sounded easy enough, perhaps it would take her mind of things, make the time go that little bit faster.
 
“So in short, the skinheads in the male part want more steroids while the members of the Mexican cartel want more uncut heroine. And the guards want a bigger share of our incomings.” Maria summarized the meeting with her lieutenants, or so she called them since they had proven to be useful for her after they had once challenged her and lost. “Tell the guards that if they want to earn more money that they have to stop harassing our so called visitors. Also increase the steroids supply to the skinheads but also off course increase the prize, if they want it they pay for it. The same deal goes for the Mexicans. Also make sure our own supplies don’t dry up because of this.” She told them and thought again for some moments. “Okay I think that’s all. Everyone dismissed.”

After this meeting she went downstairs to a part of the prison she usually didn’t go. But she wanted to see how Kelsi was doing. So opening the zipper of her jumpsuit so that everyone could have a good look at the shape of her ample breasts, since she wasn’t wearing a bra, she entered the hot washing room. Full of large washing machines and dryers, she could see a bunch of people running around, pushing carts of dirty or clean laundry. She could feel the eyes on her as she walked past most of them until she finally saw Kelsi putting a new batch of dirty clothes in the machine. Grinning devilishly she walked towards the girl and smacked her ass. “So how’s my little bitch doing?” she asked Pat who came to her.

“She’s doing her best but still slow compared to the others. But she’ll learn in time.” Pat explained. “You here that Blondie, you got to move that ass faster.” Spanking Kelsi’s ass once again, she enjoyed the sweaty look of Kelsi. Because of the moisture in the air and the sweat of Kelsi, it made her sportbra see through. After another look at the Kelsi from top to bottom, she had to consider it might not be such a bad thing to have this young pretty little thing as her pet. Maybe with some training she could be useful to her. “Well it is time to go for lunch and you earned a little something after all so follow me Blondie.” She walked upstairs towards the cafeteria. There she put the tray in Kelsi’s hands and put on food she liked. The first thing she had done after being in charge was fire the cook and hire a decent one. Thanks to the money she earned the food they now were eating was coming from a caterer and everybody was happy about that change.

Once the tray was full, she went to her usual seat and sat down. Then she looked at Kelsi before waving towards the kitchen. At her instructions they had already prepared Kelsi’s food in a special dish, using her medical file to make sure there wasn’t anything in it that should harm her. It looked like dog food and it was brought in a dog bowl. Taking the bowl, she let it fell on the ground. “There you go, why don’t you eat up before it goes cold. It would be an insult to both me and the chef if you didn’t eat up the meal he prepared on my instructions.” Her eyes twinkling and once again that devilish grin was on her face.
 
The work seemed easy enough and there was enough to do that she, as well as the others in the room, were kept busy. While her hands were kept busy pulling freshly washed sheets from one machine before loading them into a nearby dryer, Kesi's eyes swept the room. Pat was clearly the one in charge down here, watching the underlings scurry about frantically to keep on top of the never-ending mountain of laundry. Within ten minutes the teen could feel beads of sweat gathering upon her forehead and trickling down her back. The long honey strands grew darker with the moisture, the white fabric which concealed the more private parts of her body clinging to her flesh.

A faint murmur travelled through the room upon Maria's arrival, a few uneasy glances passed between a number of the convicts who subtly moved away from Kesi. The firm smack that suddenly landed upon her ass drew a faint yelp of surprise from the girl, who twisted her head sharply to find herself once again sandwiched between an immovable object and her cell mate. She was more composed about the second slap, stifling any sound as she closed the washing machine's door and started up the machine.

Lunch. Only now did she realise how hungry she was, food hadn't really been on the teen's mind that morning, but now her stomach growled uncomfortably. Cool air rushed against her as they exited the laundry room, sending a chill through the girl at the change in temperature, the faint outline of her nipples suddenly rather prominent through the white fabric. She followed quietly, choosing to remain obedient for the time being - holding the tray as required, eyeing the selection of rather appetising dishes hungrily, until Maria led her over to a nearby table.

Kesi fidgeted, considering heading back toward the food and helping herself, that was before one of the cooks stepped out of the kitchen and walked toward them, a strange looking bowl in his hand. A few snickers travelled around the room, a number of the inmates watching the little scene that was about to take place, one way or another. The teen stared down at the dog bowl set at her feet and then up at the woman grinning at her; she wasn't serious was she? Everyone seemed to watch her, a flush of humiliation rising to her cheeks yet again as she simply stood and stared.
 
Looking up to her side, even after she had said to Kelsi she should start to eat or else she would insult her, the blonde was just staring at the food. Throwing her fork on her tray, she rose from her seat. “You stupid bitch, I said eat!” And she kicked Kelsi’s foot from beneath her before pushing her face down into the bowl of meat. “Now eat!” She yelled as she kept pressing Kelsi’s face down. There was laughter and mocking sentences coming from all around her, but when Maria glared around, everybody shifted their focus back on their food.

Then she looked back down at Kelsi, she still was holding her face down in the bowl. “I warned you, now you’ll get punished for disobeying me you bitch.” She pulled Kelsi back up and pulled her face back up. Thinking for a moment, she grinned once again. “Since you won’t eat this food I made for you, you might eat something else.” As she turned around, she was searching for someone in the Cafeteria. “Where is Pudgy?” People were pointing to the person she was looking for and she saw the fat hairy woman eating on her burger, the juices covered on her face. “Well now Pudgy why don’t you come over here. I think Blondie here wants to eat something else then the lovely food I prepared.”

The woman called Pudgy let out a heavy chuckle before she wobbled over towards them. Instead of a jumpsuit she was wearing a wide dress. A jumpsuit just wouldn’t fit her. “Now show her what she would be eating.” Marie said with a grin. Again Pudgy chuckle loudly as she spread her legs showing her hairy fat pussy. “Stick out your tongue Blondie!” Guiding Kelsi’s head towards the pussy, she smiled. “And make sure you got a good taste of it!”
 
Kelsi flinched at the sound of the fork clattering against the plastic tray, tearing her gaze from the bowl to the furious woman. She raised her hands, prepared to fend off a slap, a punch, even that hand reaching for her hair, but instead pain sparked within her leg as it was knocked out from underneath her, dropping the girl to her knees. A strong hand pressed down hard upon the back of her head, forcing her face down into the bowl. The teen's own hands braced against the floor, struggling to try and pull herself free, but she did not have the strength or leverage to overcome Maria.

Tears gathered in her eyes again, the mocking laughter ringing about the cafeteria and compounding the girl's misery. Suddenly her head was jerked backward, that all too familiar feeling of fingers wrapping themselves within the long strands and dragging her head back up. Kelsi could only stare, wide vivid blue eyes fixed on the large woman that waddled toward them, Maria's meaning all too clear. "N-no...please I'm sorry, I'll eat my food. Please..." Dragged toward 'Pudgy' by her hair, the pressure upon the back of her head resumed, forcing her face close and closer to the heavy nether lips.

"Please..." She whimpered before pressing her lips tightly shut, straining against the woman's hand. The woman's musky scent, intermingled with that of sweat, seemed to fill her nostrils making her empty stomach churn with nausea as inch by inch her face was pressed closer and closer. Laughter and jeers echoed around her again, a dozen eyes - perhaps more - fixed upon the helpless girl on her knees before Pudgy.
 
Maria just laughed hollow before she started giving a few hard slaps on Kelsi’s ass. “Shut up you stupid bitch! You’re nothing more than a fucking little piece of garbage but I own that fucking little piece of garbage that you are. I told you that you had to do as I said immediately! But no you once again had to resist! And now you’re begging me to have mercy on you? What do you think I am bitch?” She shouted as she kept spanking Kelsi over and over until her anger was subsiding a little.

Then she just pushed Kelsi’s face forward again and pushed it against Pudgy’s hairy pussy, rubbing her face all over it. “Now start eating it bitch! That’s the only food you’ll get now so be grateful you’re getting something after all!” She yelled as she kept pushing Kelsi’s face down. At the same time everyone was laughing and having fun as they watched how Kelsi got humiliated in front of them. And nobody came to stop Marie since they didn’t want to take Kelsi’s face or have a fate far worse. So they all just enjoyed the little show.
 
Pale skin flushed an angry red at the continuous slaps landed upon the soft swell of her rump, pained whimpers and yelps escaping the girl as she continued to struggle. Strained to resist the hand press so firmly against the back of her head. Her ass throbbed painfully, skin bruised and tender from the firm beating it had received.

Eventually the slim girl could not resist any longer, neck muscles aching, her face pressed firmly between substantial thighs. Kelsi's lips pressed tightly closed, shaking her head weakly as her face was ground against the large woman's untidy snatch. There was no escape, laughter echoed around the cafeteria, Maria loomed over her, fingers still tangled in her hair, holding her tightly in place. What choice did she have, who knew what would happen if she disobeyed again?

Eyes squeezed tightly shut, grimacing in anticipated disgust as her tongue slipped past her lips and reluctantly dragged along Pudge's sex.
 
Maria smiled devilishly as she saw Kelsi finally obeyed. “That’s a good bitch. Now make sure you enjoy the lovely taste of our Pudgy here.” She couldn’t help but laugh while saying it. Everybody knew that Pudgy was disgusting. There had been others who had been put through this moment and nobody had since then questioned her again in fear to go through this part once again.

She however still made sure to keep Kelsi’s face down between Pudgy’s legs. The chance of her backing off would be to great and she was enjoying it too much to punish this little girl. And she wanted to train this little bitch good cause she might get some pleasure of her. Cause if she was honest, Kelsi had a pretty face and a decent enough body. It was sure that if she would sell her body out to others, the blonde would be popular in demand. So who knows, she might do it in the end, it would after all mean another stream of income. First she had to break her down so hard that Kelsi would beg for it. But nothing was more fun than breaking down a little new girl so she would enjoy it to its fullest.

“So tell me, how do you like it? Heck maybe you would prefer this as your daily lunch instead of the food I chose for you.” She laughed and with that everyone else laughed once again at Kelsi’s misery. They all knew that as long as she was busy with Kelsi, they wouldn’t have to worry they were her next target.
 
Kelsi gagged. Pudgy's smell filled up her nose and her taste coated her tongue, causing the girl to squirm and struggling in attempt to be free, to escape. Her stomach churned with disgust and nausea, her hands bracing against the large woman's heavy thighs in an attempt to gain some leverage that would allow her to pull herself free. Tears streaked down her cheeks, weak sobs escaping against the sex her face was pressed so closely to.

Somehow she managed to gain a little movement, just enough that she could catch a little fresh air and plead once more for mercy. "P-please...please, I'll do what you say..." The words seemed rather redundant considering that she was already doing as Maria said, though certainly not very willingly. This humiliation had of course distracted her from the fact that she was barely closed, her pantie covered ass pushed out for all to see as she struggled between Pudgy's thighs.

This was only her first day and she was in this state already, what would become of her in the months that would follow?
 
Maria couldn’t help but laugh at the soft pleas coming from Kelsi. She really was enjoying the useless struggles of the little blonde and the cheers coming from everyone else. It once again affirmed her that she was in full control of everything. “You really are a dumb little blonde aren’t you. You’re clearly forgetting that you’re already doing what I want you to do. I said you should eat Pudgy and you’re doing it. You really don’t make any sense now are you.”

“Besides if I’m not mistaken you clearly like it since your sticking out your ass so highly.” This comment was followed by a loud spank on both ass cheeks, followed by more cheers. She then pulled roughly pulled back Kelsi’s head, one hand pulling back the hair and one hand on her throat as she made the blonde look at her. “Also if you want to beg, you got to remember something, you’re not in kindergarten anymore. You’re in prison because you either did something wrong or you pissed of the wrong people. Either way I don’t care. You are here now so let me explain something to you. If you want something you have to offer something in return. That’s how things work here.”

Lowering her head dangerously close towards that of Kelsi, she gave her the grin of the devil. “But here is your problem. I own you and everything you got is already mine. So what could you possibly offer me that has something of a value to make me stop this?”
 
Two swift yelps escaped the girl as a hand fell sharply upon her upturned rear, causing Kelsi to shuffle awkwardly upon her knees in order to hunker down and hopefully avoid any further slaps - a movement that was aided by the sharp pull upon her hair. Her scalp burned with pain at the abrupt tug, tear filled eyes staring up at Maria in wide panic as fingers curled about her throat. She dared no move, not even an inch, her breaths coming in short sharp gulps as she fought back the tears that threatened to tumble down her cheeks.

Lower lip trembled as pale blue eyes stared back into the unfeeling ones of her cell mate, desperately trying to think of something that she could offer to save her from this hell. "P-please...I-I'll do anything else, just....I'll e-eat my food, I'll be good. I swear..." It was pathetic, she was disgusted with herself - snivelling and begging like a child. Kelsi's eyelids squeezed closed for a moment, drawing in a shaky breath as she fought to compose herself.

The buzz of activity within the room hummed in her ears, the other inmates watching, laughing, cheer and jeering as she suffered at Maria's hands. A couple called out suggestions, each as disgusting and lewd as the next, but the girl chose to say nothing more. Instead she remained upon her knees, trembling in the grip of the woman with lips pressed tightly closed and glistening eyes staring up at her.
 
Marie let go of Kelsi with a snort and stood up, towering over the blonde girl. “You’re really pathetic blondie. I just told you to offer me something yet all you do is whimper and cry. Do you think because you cry a little I would be your new friend? If so then let me tell you something.” She know squatted down next to Kelsi, her look ice cold as she watched the other girl. “Almost everyone cries in their first few days. Only the strong ones, the ones who rule over the others don’t. So don’t think a little crying blonde girl gets my sympathy. I’ve seen niggers twice your size who killed men in cold blood cry like little babies in front of me. Thus this little act of yours isn’t really impressing me at all.”

Standing back up she looked down on Kelsi. “You know I thought you could be worth something but if this is everything you can do then you’re worth as much as an insect. So why should I put my precious time into something as pathetic as you? Perhaps I shouldn’t have bothered at all and just sold you off as a cheap slut. Maybe I should do this now, after all you have nothing to offer me besides whimpering.” She said before turning her back to Kelsi and slowly started to walk away from the blonde. As she was making her way out of the cafeteria, she suddenly got an idea. Turning back around, she once again was wearing the devilish grin. “Well perhaps we have another use for you. Since you keep on whimpering and wailing like a little dog, I’ll make you into my little pet.” Looking to her side, she saw Pat standing there. “Find me a collar and a leash for this little bitch here.”
 
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