Feminola Main Prison

CONTENT WARNING: This is a story in six parts about a man in an otherwise all-women prison. The series contains humiliation, filth, body odor, forced sex, sexual punishment, oral sex during the woman's period and other disgusting and repulsive stuff. It gets worse as the series progress. You have been warned!... and some may not like the happy ending.

I woke up confused after a dream I could not recall. I was spooning a naked woman and could feel another one behind me. I opened my eyes and realized where I was - in jail, sharing a cell with Juanita, Aida and Moira, all permanently naked during our incarceration. I was spooning Juanita, Aida was behind me with her tits against my back, and Moira in front of Juanita. I decided to lie still, enjoying the moment before my first full day as inmate of Feminola Main Prison.

My joy did not last long. A loud bell rang, waking everybody up. We took turns using the toilet, clearly the girls knew that we had little time. But we were ready before the cell door was opened.

"We'll be doing our morning gymnastics first. Our building is taken to the gym field before breakfast, the others after," Moira explained as we sat on the bed.

"I assume they don't want us all in the same place at the same time," I said, but she did not get a chance to reply. A buzzer sounded and the green light above the door came on.

We left the cell and stepped out in the still cool morning. The sun had just risen, there were no clouds on the sky. Were it not for the ugly prison buildings it would have been a beautiful morning. Then I saw it!

Two women were lying on a low table or bench, under a solitary tree. I approached. They were tied together in a 69 position by tight bands around their naked bodies. A few additional ropes tied the bands to hooks at the edge of the table, so they could not roll over or roll off. The lower girl had wet hair, and water was dripping from the table. Piss!

"Of my God, what's going on," I asked in a low voice.

"They are being punished, they got 48 hours like that. They'll be released sometime this afternoon."

"That's horrible," I said.

"It is far from the worst the guards have on the menu. They like handing out humiliating punishments, often quite arbitrarily. 48 hours like that is bearable. A week is not," Aida continued. "I once spent three days tied like that to Moira, that was not fun but we survived. Come, don't tarry unless you want to try out their punishments."

We arrived at a lawn with a running track along the edges. The next hour was spent running, doing push-ups, jumping jacks etc, just like physical education in school, except that here there were bouncing naked tits everywhere. The sun rose higher on the sky, the air got warmer, and when we were done we were all both winded and sweaty with the exception of a few very sporty looking girls.

At breakfast we were sitting next to the women of cell three. One of them was very tall, and stank far worse than average. It was also obvious that she was more dirty than the rest of us, with smears of dirt here and there, including down the inside of her thighs. I smiled at her.

"Morning. I am Marius, I am the new guy in cell seven."

"Morning. Linda, I am the stinking girl in cell three. Sorry about the smell."

"No problem, what happened."

She smiled. "I sneaked into the guards' shower and got caught. Twice. So now I am not allowed to shower for four months. I am almost halfway through. It really sucks, I stink and it itches."

"Damn!"

We finished our breakfast. As we got up, I asked Linda if she needed a hug. She did, and I hugged her, holding her tight for almost a minute in spite of the smell. Then we were interrupted by a guard banging on a pan with a metal spoon.

"Listen, everyone! Today you will be working in the factory, assembling toys. Except Marius. We have a job for you in the admin building. Hurry up, get going!"

Moira put a hand on my shoulder. "Endure. Don't fight them that will make it harder."

We all went outside, two guards were shepherding the women to the factory building, a third walked with me to the admin building, the one where I was booked some eighteen hours ago. It already felt like the distant past. I was led up to the third floor and into a room where there were six other guards waiting.

"You stink," one of them said. "Go in there, use the toilet and take a shower. Come back when you look and smell like a human being."

I shat, then I showered thoroughly and washed my hair. I dried myself in a towel, and considered wrapping it around me before going back to the guards. But they would just order me to drop it, why give them that pleasure? I returned naked to the guards. One more had joined them, they were eight now.

"OK, you look human now. Just don't let that rise to your head, you are the lower lifeform known as jailbird, and a naked one at that! We have written our names on slips of paper, they are in this bucket. Pull out a name and read it. She will drop her pants and sit down. You'll lick her. You have twenty minutes to give her as many orgasms as you can, then you pick a new name. Tonight you tongue will be so tired you cannot speak for a week!"

I saw no point in picking a fight I could not possibly win. I pulled a name from the bucket, and read it. One of the guards, a middle-aged latina in good shape removed her pants and knickers. She sat down in the sofa with her legs widely spread. I dived in.

Unlike my prison mates, she was shaven and newly washed. She both tasted and smelled fresh when I began licking her. She responded well, and often instructed me. "Faster," "slower," "a bit up," "suck my clit." It took a while to make her come, but then it happened twice in quick succession. Then time was up.

The second one I drew was a middle aged quite overweight white woman. But she was also clean and shaven, and easier to make come. She had a cotton thread coming out of her pussy. I tried to ignore it while I licked her, she responded quickly and strongly. I lost track of how many orgasms I gave her, probably 'cause I did not really care.

The third was a young and slim African woman, with a dense black bush. She smelled stronger than the two first, perhaps just because she had been dripping into her panties for the last forty minutes. She was very active, grinding her pussy against my face as I licked her...

The fourth woman was another latina, this one with thin black pubic hair. And unfortunately, a cotton thread.

"Pull it out with your mouth," she ordered.

I got hold of the thread with my lips, and held it with my teeth as I pulled her tampon out. It was swollen and brown with blood. The other guards laughed as it came out of her and hung dangling from my mouth. I dropped it in a bin, took a deep breath, and dived into her crotch. Her smell was not that different, her taste a bit metallic but fortunately she mostly tasted of pussy. I was able to push thoughts about her menstruation away from my mind as I licked her, it helped a lot that she was enthusiastic and very vocal.

The fifth woman was bland, she seemed uninterested and slightly bored. I did not manage to make her come.

After her, I got a break. It was lunchtime, and one of them came with nine sandwiches, and beer! I got a sandwich just as they did, but no beer. Instead she pissed in a beer glass and gave it to me. I raised it in toast, and drank a third of it. It tasted horribly, but I tried not to show it, and quickly took a bit of my sandwich. That earned me a few appreciating nods. After eating my sandwich and finishing my disgusting drink it was back to work. I licked the last three guards.

But that was not the end of my day. They put cuffs on my wrists and ankles, and I was placed on a long bench with my ankles secured at one end, and my hands stretched out above my head and secured at the other end. Then all the guards stripped bottomless. One sat on my face, grinding her ass against my nose and her pussy against my mouth. Somebody sad down on my lower body, impaling herself on my dick. Then they both fucked me. I could not see much, but often a new girl took the place on my dick. And sometimes I got a new on my face, too. Eventually I came, shooting my load into one of the guards. That slowed them down a bit, one was still riding my face but my dick got some rest. Until it rose once more, and they began riding me again. I came four times before they gave up getting it stiff again. It was getting late, and we were getting hungry.

One of the guards squatted over my head, and pissed in my hair and on my face. Then the next one did the same, and the next, until all eight had emptied their bladders over my face. Then they sent me back to the others, with my hair still dripping of piss.

I returned to "my" building as the others were returning from the factory. Some were queued for food, my cell mates were already seated, they had saved space for me. Suddenly somebody hugged me from behind with strong muscular arms. She whispered into my ear.

"I am going to fuck your brains out and make you my prison whore."

"I suggest waiting till tomorrow," I answered, trying to sound calm. "I have just been gang-fucked by eight guards, there is no way I can get another erection today."

"Well, you are not going anywhere. I won't forget you, smartass!"

She let go of me, it was a very muscular and athletic woman who had to be spending most of her spare time in the cell working out. I probably could not avoid a fight with her. I was strong and in good shape, but it was far from given I would win. I got my food and sat down with my cell mates.

"Good to see you back this soon, sometimes they keep newcomers all night," Moira said. "What did you say to Roxanne?"

I told them. They chuckled. "She'll be trouble, be careful," Moira added.

After we had eaten, a tall black woman came. Juanita almost jumped up from the bench and hugged her. They hugged and kissed while the rest of us cleared the tables.

"Break up you two, back to the cells," one of the guards shouted.

"Who was that," I asked as we walked downstairs.

"Maria from cell four. I love her!"

When we were back I turned to Aida.

"I know I promised to fuck you, but I meant what I said to Roxanne. After what the guards did to me, there is no way I can get it up tonight. I am sore and spent."

"Don't worry, you are not going anywhere. Lie down and relax, spoon me if you want."

I wanted, and I did. Then Juanita laid down on her back and looked at Moira.

"I know somebody who can always get hard, don't I?"

Moira smiled, and took the strap-on down from the wall. She began fucking Juanita until she came. Then they swapped places, Juanita fucked Moira with her own strap-on. It took a bit longer, but finally she came too. Juanita hung the strap-on back on the wall, and got back in bed, on top of Moira in a 69.

Aida and I lazily watched as they licked each other, before saying goodnight.

"Are they going to sleep in that position?" I whispered to Aida.

"Probably. Moira loves sleeping in the bottom," she answered.

Soon after we were all asleep.