PR9116

PR9117

CHP1 - Learning the rules

Amanda look around the room, there were six girls there, each clutching their files and small bags with their possessions inside.  She was scared, but she didn’t want to show it. She wanted to appear disinterested, like the situation didn’t bother her. Prison had a formidable reputation and she didn’t want to be eaten alive.

When the door opened, two male and two female guards dressed identically in thick black trousers with starched white shirts contrasted with black ties entered the room.

“Strip search” One of them said, smiling and tapping his truncheon against his legs, jangling the large bunch of keys that hung from his waist.

Amanda watched as a few of the other girls took the lead.  She didn’t want to be the one to cause any fuss so she began unbuttoning her blouse letting it slip onto the floor

“Bra’s too, come on” one of the women continued, noticing the pause in some the girl’s actions.

Amanda reached behind her and unclasped her bra. she looked at the wall at the side of her as she pulled it from her chest, revealing her smooth rounded breasts. The cool air made her flesh bumpy and her nipples began to harden as they swung freely.

“lift em then” the woman snapped , like they should have known the process.

She wanted to snap something back at her, grab her clothes and run out, but she knew that wouldn’t work. If she didn’t conform, they would enforce their rules. She could imagine what that would mean in this situation.

She turned to watch the other girls and one of the men approached her. She pulled back slightly as he slipped his truncheon down the front of her jeans, leaving it wedged there, the top poking out and pressing against her stomach, while the bottom was being pushed hard into her pubic bone. He brushed his body against hers as he made his way around her. Sliding his hands across the naked flesh of her back, he softly ran them down her sides and traced the outline of her perfectly flat stomach before moving them upwards, grasping her breasts harshly and lifted her bosom high, so as to stretch her skin and lift her onto her tiptoes.

As the rest of the girls complied the guards moved around them, running their hands over them, some girls more than others, the female guards being particularly cruel, grasping at one of her fellow inmates nipples and pinching it hard, making her cry out and pull away.

Amanda watched as the other female guard went over and gabbed the girls hair, yanking her head back viciously to hold her in place as the other one continued her cruel barrage.

“Trousers” the man behind Amanda bellowed out.

Amanda reached down and unbuttoned her jeans, as she did so she watched as the guards snapped on a pair of rubber gloves. The male’s kicked the clothes that were scattered on the floor over into a pile in the corner of the room and the female guards gathered them up one by one, checked the clothes linings and pockets, leaving the men to have fun checking the girls.

Amanda let her jeans slip to the floor, revealing her black, lacy, hipster style underwear.

“well hand em ova then”  one of the men said, snatching them out of her hand and throwing them over into the corner of the room with the other clothes. Amanda watched as the other girls followed suit.

“And the rest”  he demanded, smiling to his partner.

Amanda could feel herself dampen. The rush of excitement she felt as she removed her panties was like pure waves of energy. One of the guards approached her and she pushed her breasts out towards him, proud and pert they stood as he ran his hands between her legs. He could feel how hot and sticky she was, her breathing had changed and her heart was pounding. Taking her by the arm and opening a side door into a smaller room with a desk he led her inside.

Standing there she surveyed his figure as he closed the door. He was a tall man, around six feet, short dark hair with an ageing face, around mid-forties she guessed. He walked over to her and kissed her, Amanda put her arms around him and began to kiss him back.

Lifting her onto the desk he slid the bulk of his body between her thighs, holding her leg high against his waist as he kissed her chest and arms. Gingerly she fumbled with the button and zip on his trousers, struggling a little before she finally got them undone she felt inside for him. She had never held a cock in her hands before. She grasped it tightly as she pulled it from inside his clothing. He knew by the way she was handling him that she had not had much experience and decided to take the situation and her into hand.

Pulling her legs forward so she could lay back, he ran his hand over her body, from the tip of her chin and down the curve of her throat. Letting his hand flow downward, his hands tickled the flesh between her breasts as he let his fingers roll down her stomach to the thick mass of blonde hair between her legs. Pressing his thumb onto the base of her cliterous he rolled the tip of his thumb over the flesh of her tiny mound as he bent down to taste her. Pushing his tongue deep into her tantalizing tight opening, tasting how sweet she had become. How snug and pliant her flesh was, he nibbled the lips of skin that protected her little entry.

She threw her head back, her blonde hair falling on the table, lit only the lamp light outside and moaned, uncontrollably and in perfect rhythm to the waves of pleasure she felt rushing through her being.

He could wait no longer and pushed himself inside her, slowly initially. He pushed the tip of himself inside her then rocked gently in her opening, pushing himself further in on each pass.  Instantly she leant forward as the pain of her breaking flooded her mind. She grasped his head and pulled him into her closely as she let the pain pass her over. Her instant passion excited him further and she could feel his thick shaft thicken as his thrusts became more powerful and rhythmic.

Grasping her thighs tightly he plunged into her deep and held himself there, feeling her tight pussy throbbing in delight around his now engorged shaft, it was all too much for him and he pushed in as hard as he could, right up against the wall of her insides  as he exploded. Watching her writhe beneath him in pleasure, he pulled his trousers up. Grabbing her arm he pulled her to her feet and they left, his juice dripping down her leg, making trails down to her knee’s as she walked.

Amanda was led to her cell. A tiny room, no more than 6 feet by 6 feet, It had a small chest of draws, a bed and a toilet. The toilet was right by the heavy metal door, and it had a large window in it, so anyone who surveyed her cell through the window would be able to see every inch of that room. There was a small barred window above the bedhead and the walls where crudely painted brick. Amanda got into the small cot, and closed her eyes as the she heard the keys jangling, locking the door behind her.

In the morning the bell rang out at seven am and she could hear the doors being unlocked one by one, including hers and the halls suddenly filled with life. Amanda opened her door and peeped out to see the hustle and bustle of girls taking showers, running down the hall with their towels wrapped around them, others waiting by the big gates to be taken onto the yard for exercise.

“PR9117” she heard being yelled down the corridor.

She knew this was her number, it was on several of the documents she had been given just before she had left the holding cells, before her journey to the prison.

“Coming” she said in response. When she got to the end there was a small office with the two male officers from the night before seated at the desk.

“You can collect your towel from the laundry, and work duty is given out on a Friday. As its Monday you will just be in your pad this week. Here’s your request form” said the one she had spent most of her evening with the night before as he stood up, handing her a piece of paper.

“Says here it’s your first time” he asked her smiling

“Yes” she replied

“Sir, Yes Sir” he retorted, looking down at her.

“Yes Sir” she replied, not wanting to cause any fuss.

“So, your nineteen next week, happy birthday” he said, a sort of sick smile on his face, the kind that say’s and you’ve destroyed your life already.

“Yes Sir” she answered.

“Well now, as it’s your birthday let’s see if we can’t line you up some fun work to do” he smiled as he continued “When this lot have gone ill come down and we will have a chat”

“Yes Sir” she said as she left.

By eight o’clock the halls were silent and it wasn’t long before she heard footsteps coming down the hallway. Her door was pushed open and he came in.

Sitting himself on the bed beside her he smiled kindly.

“Got to keep a face on in here” he said “I’m a big softy really you know”

She looked at him blankly.

“The girls can be bitchy, it’s probably best to keep your head down for a few days until you learn the pecking order, you want to watch the one with the tattoo on her neck, Sarah, she’s a bit of a fighter, took four of us to drag her down to healthcare last time she kicked off”

“I’ll watch her Sir” Amanda replied.

“You know, life in here isn’t all bad” he said as he reached out and moved her hair from her face. “It can be hard at first, but if you have any trouble you can always come to me”

“Thank you Sir” she replied

“I know that you feel all alone at the moment, but that will change” he said as he left her room.

Amanda got back into bed.

At four pm the halls filled with life once again and it wasn’t long before there was a tap on her door.

“Can I come in?” said a rather squeaky voice from behind the metal

“Sure” Amanda replied.

“Hiya! I’m Katie, this is Ruby and Alice” she said introducing two more girls as they came in and made themselves at home on her bed.

“George said you were new here and that you could do with some advice” She continued as she began to stroke Amanda’s long blond hair. “You’re lucky George marked you, Poor Alice came in when Riley was on duty”

Amanda looked at Alice, she was the same age, but somehow looked much older, much more worn.

“What do you mean ‘marked me’?” she asked

“He’s your support officer, he’s so nice and really helpful, got me and Ruby a job in the gardens, it’s the best there is, you definitely don’t want to be in laundry and cooking is such a drag” she said as she began to braid Amanda’s hair.

The girls spent the next few hours’ laughing and chatting and talking about TV shows, they even went to dinner together and Amanda began to relax a little.

The following morning when the girls had gone off to work George came to see her again.

“Bet your bored stiff in here” he announced as he tapped on her door before entering.

“Getting that way Sir” she told him

“Did you have a chance to look over the works request form yet?” he asked her as he sat down.

“A little Sir” she said as she handed him the form.

“Gardens hey, you’ve been chatting to Kate haven’t you! Nice girl that one” he said as he looked down the form.

“Yes Sir, she is” Amanda replied.

“Your such a pretty girl, don’t let this place get you down”

“Thank you Sir, it’s just all so overwhelming” she told him.

He sat on the bed next to her and put his arms around her. At first she wanted to pull away but the warmth of his body was so inviting, she felt so comfortable and relaxed she hugged him back and began to sob.

“It just seems like such a mess” she said through her tears.

He pulled her in tightly.

“Well, bad news I’m afraid” he said squinting a little “There is no room for work duty next week, so unfortunately you’re just going to have to put up with me!”

“I think that’s great news Sir” she said as she walked over and sat on the bed next to him.

She slipped her hand down into his trousers and felt his thick shaft surrounded by a mass of dense hair. Clasping her hand around it tightly she pulled it out from his trousers and he helped her by sliding them off. As he got up he went to the door and checked the hallway before closing it shut and began removing the rest of his clothing as he came back to the bed.

Amanda had removed her shirt and trousers before he climbed in beside her and he ran his fingers over her, following the outline of her tight, tanned flesh.

His hands felt so warm, so tender on her body and it sent her mind into a wave of excitement.  Kissing his chest she worked her way down, running her fingers through his chest hair as she went. Kissing his belly and following his public line with her tongue down to the shaft of his cock like on the porn videos she had seen before. Rolling her tongue over the end of him as he lay there making low noises of pleasure, she could feel herself dampening again in anticipation. Opening her mouth wide she let him slip inside her, she could feel the head of his cock rub along the roof of her mouth down to her throat while his hand grasped her hair and slightly pushed her down, encouraging her movements. Closing her mouth around his shaft she made her mouth like a vacuum around him and began to rhythmically roll her head along the whole length of him.

As she moved, she could feel his cock thicken. She could feel the pulse of the blood as it fed the hunger of him. He grabbed her and spun her onto her back. Kissing her neck ravenously, he pulled her panties to one side and slipped himself slightly inside her.

She moaned and he kissed her mouth to muffle the sound. Slowly he pushed himself in further, he could feel how tight and wet she was, and she grabbed his shoulders to compose herself. The pain inside was deep, but it wasn’t over powering. He kissed her cheek.

“Slowly” he said, as he gently began to rock backwards and forwards, his thick cock penetrating a little further each time.

Her eyes began to water, she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in as close as possible, digging her nails into his back as he pushed deeper and deeper inside her.

Kissing her lips every time she moaned, he clasped the flesh on her cheek as he began to push harder, finally getting the whole length of himself inside her. She grit her teeth as she felt him pierce into her.

Then each motion of his body became easier and smoother, his movements more rhythmic and in tune with hers. He felt the need to explode, but he held off, clasping the bedding as he drove himself into her, her tight pussy began to throb and he could feel it contracting as he quickened his pace.

The moans of pain began to turn into moans of pleasure and still he kissed her to dampen the noise, holding onto her shoulders now he lifted himself off her slightly as waves of excitement flooded over his body. His cock began to pound and she was writhing beneath him, grasping her hair and biting her fingers to keep herself quiet. It was too much, he felt himself explode inside her. She could feel the warm liquid begin to ooze between her vaginal crack to her anus.

He slumped beside her and wrapped his arms around her.

“I love you” he said, as he tried to catch his breath.

“I love you too” she replied, cuddling into him and puling the sheet over them.

The following weeks where spent much the same, there seemed to never be any work placement for Amanda, not that she minded. She quiet enjoyed her morning visits with George, he was always happy to see her and he always had something for her. She had acquired quite a few luxury items, even a kettle during her month or so there.

For a few weeks things carried on the way they had done, it wasn’t until she noticed one of the girls walking down the hall one morning with a box of tampons that it even occurred to her. So much had happened in such a short period of time, she hadn’t even thought about her period.

She sat down at her desk and tried to work it out.

Nine weeks, it had been at least nine weeks since she had been on, possibly ten. Her heart began to race. Her mind became mush and then there was a tap at her door.

“Morning sexy!” he exclaimed as he closed the door behind him. He noticed her blank stare, and saw how the colour had gone from her cheeks. She definitely was not her usual perky self.

“Everything ok?” he asked

“I’m fine, I’m just not feeling too great this morning” she replied.

“Ok, well let’s go out into the exercise yard, it can’t be good for you being cooped up in here all the time, let’s get some fresh air” He said as he pushed door open.

Out on the yard she had to talk to him.

“Sir, I think I need an appointment with the doctor” she said.

“Ok, I’ll make the appointment today for you, what’s wrong, is everything alright? Don’t make me panic baby” he declared

“I haven’t come on for a while” she told him. All went quiet.

“Ok, I have to think about this” he said as he stood up and walked over to the gate.

He took her back to her pad and went to make the appointment. When he walked down the hallway a smirk appeared on his face.

“You’re cheerful” Riley said

“I’m always cheerful” George retorted.

It was the doctor who confirmed she was pregnant. Then came the barrage of questions. She wasn’t daft however and George had coached her well. She was to say she had been in a sexual relationship before she came to prison but it had fizzled out when she was convicted. That way there was no trail and no questions.

George had planned this right. He had managed to get her pregnant within the first week or so of her incarceration. Home run!

George proposed the night she told him that she was carrying his baby.

“I know this may seem sudden, but I do love you, I want to be with you, I want our baby to grow up and know who his dad is” George told her “Will you marry me?”

Amanda had not been expecting the proposal, but it was the first real bit of stability she had ever been offered in her life. She liked George, she was in love with him. She threw her arms around him and graciously accepted.

“no-one can know for a bit, you can live with me when you get out of here but we can’t get married for a year or so, or they might start asking questions” he told her. Amanda was fine with that, she was just so happy, for the first time in her life everything seemed to be going just right.

By January she was quiet big, George came to visit her every day and now she was pregnant she was excused from work duties permanently.

“Morning sexy! Morning Baby” he would say as he came in, closing the door behind him. Looking at her standing there in just her blouse, he smiled, went up to her and rubbed her now rather swollen stomach, rubbing the sides of it gently and nibbled playfully on her breast.

“How are you?” he asked as he sat behind her and pulled her blouse up slightly, placing his hands at the base of her spine he massaged the area gently.

“My feet are a little swollen Sir” she said as she bent over to touch them.

“Come here” he said, pulling her feet onto his lap and rubbing them softly, his hands getting further and further up her legs as he did.

She lay back and opened them for him, kissing the inside of her calf muscles first, he began to work his way up her leg, his warm breath already exciting her. Running his hands over her protruding belly he nuzzled his tongue deep into her crotch. Rolling it over her cliterous and teasing her damped entrance, he ran his mouth up her body to her belly and began to kiss and stroke the curved flesh before making his way back down again. Then using his fingers against her reddened throbbing pussy he licked her belly as he excited her, playing with her, pinching her clit gently then rubbing excitedly to get her on the edge.

“Beg me to fuck you” he said to her

“Please Sir, Please fuck me” she begged, grasping onto his hair tightly and pulling him into her.

He grasped her hips and twisted her around, putting her onto her knee’s “Do you want me?” he whispered to her.

“Yes, Yes Sir, fuck me please” she said as she buried her head into the pillow.

He pushed her legs open slightly and fondled her belly as he kissed her back, following her spine right down past her tail bone, then he spat silently onto his fingers and ran them over her anal opening.

Amanda moved forward slightly, she had only ever had fingers near there once, and that wasn’t exactly a pleasant experience. She didn’t want to move away from him though, she didn’t want to upset him.

He placed a hand on her back and held her steady as he gently pushed two fingers inside her anus, rotating them around the opening at first for a smooth entry.

She began to relax, then started to rock slightly onto his hand, feeling his fingers slip inside her deeper and deeper as she moved onto him. Just as she was getting into it he took them out and put his solid cock to her rear entrance. As he began to push it into her, he stretched her wider and she leant forward a bit to relieve the pressure on her skin. Rubbing his fingers in his mouth to gather more saliva he ran them over his shaft to lubricate it before pushing a little harder. More and more, further, deeper, she buried her head and cried out into the pillow as his whole cock finally made its way inside her. Rhythmically he began to move, rolling his hands over her belly as he began to gain momentum, faster and harder, his cock getting thicker and stretching her more. One hand cupping her belly and fondling her breasts, the other pushing her head into the pillow, drowning the sounds that escaped her. 

“Ssshhhh” he whispered as he grasped her breast tightly.

Amanda did her best to keep the noises she made down, she bit down hard into the pillow as he pulled at her vigorously, ramming himself into her as entirely as he could.

She shifted a little awkwardly, the weight of them both on her knee’s started to take its toll.

He held her fast as moved closer, kissing her neck as he thrust as hard into her until finally he burst inside her, filling her.

He pulled out and helped her to roll over onto her side before lying behind her, wrapping his arm around her bump.

“Are you ok?” he asked,

“Yes, I just, well I didn’t expect it that’s all” She replied as she tucked her pillow further under her head.

“I just didn’t want to hurt the baby that’s all” he told her as he rubbed her belly” you’re getting heavy now and I don’t want to do anything that might upset you either”

“I’m not upset Sir” she explained “I understand” and she rolled over and kissed him.

By the time February came she couldn’t wait to leave, her mum came to meet her outside the gates. Amanda had already told her that her boyfriend would be taking care of her, that she had somewhere to go and he had a job and everything was sorted.

She hung around town till George’s shift had finished.

George met her near the bus station and picked her up in his car.

“I didn’t tell you before as I didn’t want you to be upset” he said to her “ I don’t want to cause any issues so I thought it best to get you a little flat for now, ive done the baby room and everything. It’s only for a little while until I can be sure that it won’t cause problems for me at work”

Amanda didn’t know what to say, all this time she had been expecting to go to his place, to live with him like he had said.

“I can’t afford much as they don’t pay that great but I’ve made it comfortable and nice” he said as they drove.

Amanda was silent.

When they pulled up to a block of flats she looked at them in disbelief, half of them where boarded up and rubbish littered the strip of grass along the front.

“It isn’t forever” he said as he opened the door. He took her to the ground floor flat, the paint was coming off the door and the lock jammed slightly as he tried to turn the key.

The room was twelve feet by twelve feet. There was a tiny kitchen also, with a door either side, one to a small bedroom and another to the bathroom. The bedroom had a single bed and a cot in it, painted magnolia with stickers of ducks on the wall.

“it’s lovely” She said as she threw her bags onto the floor and hugged him.

“Your lovely” he replied as he grabbed her right breast and kissed her, pushing her against the wall. He lifted her shirt revealing her now tightly stretched skin over the massive bump that was well formed in front of her.

Holding her hands he lifted them above her head and pressed them together against the wall, he moved his hands down her arms, pressing them firmly as he went, letting her know that’s how he wanted her to stay.

Tearing her blouse open he grasped her breasts tightly, squeezing them and rolling her now very dark, pert nipples in his thumbs as he went.

As he squeezed a little harder Amanda bought her arms down and put them over his hands. He grabbed them, kissed her on the lips and put them back where he had previously placed them. Pressed firmly against the wall above her head.

She obliged him as he resumed position.

Slowly he began to remove her trousers and panties, slipping them off her legs and getting her step out of them, before tossing them over into a corner of the room, the way they had done that very first night.

He ran his palm gently across her belly in large circles as he used his other hand to part her legs slightly and rub her now hot, sticky pussy.

Slipping his tongue between her pubic hairs, he hunted hungrily for the opening as he caressed the huge curves of her heavily pregnant belly. She moaned in pleasure as his tongue found her little sweet spot, he teased her with the length of it and tickled her cliterous with the tip for a few moments before plunging his head ravenously between her legs. Holding her belly to steady him as he went, taking her to the peak, he could feel the warm, sweet juice begin to flow freely as he lapped.

Her legs began to buckle slightly as her concentration began to wander, she fought hard to keep her hands pinned against the wall as the waves of passion rolled over her. One after the other, unending they seemed as they began to engulf her. Her whole body began to tingle and she rocked her head from side to side, longing to be engulfed in this ecstasy.

Just as she was falling into the perfection of his attentions he stood up, remnants of her over his face. She moaned to show her displeasure that he had stopped just as she was getting going and he took her arms and bent her over the bed.

Her huge belly dangling freely, he plunged his solid shaft deep into her well lubricated entrance, she dropped onto her elbows and whimpered in a mixture of disdain at his ceasing to pleasure her orally and her pleasure in his desire to join with her.

His pace built quickly and his hands continued his attentions on her huge, distended abdomen. Holding it steadily and embracing it as it swung slightly with his actions, their rhythms connected. Her breasts swung also, bumping into her stomach as he continued, pounding himself inside her, a rush of desire passed over him, his body lurching into her uncontrollably as his emotional state reached its peak. He could hold it no longer, grasping her hips firmly he thrust as hard as he could as he let what felt like whole being drain inside her.

He kissed her cheek and promised he would pop around on Saturday and that they would spend the day together.

When Saturday came they spent the day in the bedroom, George was his usual energetic self and Amanda loved having him there. She had been so lonely all week but she understood he worked long hours and didn’t have time during the week to go there. Sundays he spent at his mother’s. He had promised her she would meet his mum one day before the wedding.