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!

I woke up as the bell rang. I was still spooning Aida, and Juanita was still sleeping face-down on top of Moira. We all jumped up, pissed quickly and were ready when the cell unlocked. We hurried to the exercise grounds. It was Friday, only my second full day in prison, but I felt I was beginning to settle in. Most of the other prisoners seemed OK, a few were really nice, and a few were pricks. Most importantly, my cell mates were really nice both to me and to each other. I still found it uncomfortable to be naked among so many women, but I knew I was adapting even to that.

After the morning exercise, we had breakfast as usual. Then we were all sent off to the factory, where we spent the day assembling children's toys. We had a quota we all had to meet, fortunately I quickly caught onto how I should do it efficiently, and just barely made my quota.

In the evening, no one was allowed to queue up for food, which resulted in a slightly nervous mood. Then a guard addressed us.

"Most of you all managed to meet the quota today. Well done. Unfortunately, Lara was one item short. Lara, step forward."

A light-skinned woman with long, dark brown hair stepped forward. She was around my own age.

"The flogger or the fucker?" the guard asked.

"The fucker, obviously," she answered.

She was told to put cuffs on her wrists and ankles, and to stand on the floor near the entrance and spread her legs. Her ankles were secured to rings in the floor, and her wrists to rings in the ceiling. A large box was placed between her legs, a metal rod rose from its center, a dildo was mounted on its end. A guard loosened a hex key and extended the rod, until the dildo entered the poor woman's twat. Then the box was plugged into a wall outlet, and started. A motor made the dildo move up and down. When it was down, it was still halfway inside her. When it was up she had to stand on her toes to prevent it from pressing too hard against her cervix.

"Dinner is now served, enjoy the food and the view."

I looked at her as we queued for food. She did not looked pleased, but nor did she look too unhappy. I got the impression she had tried this before. While we ate, one of her cell mates brought her food, and fed her with a spoon. Once dinner was over, she was released again, while people were sent back to their cells.

"Inmates of cell five and seven, stay behind. You need to clean the dining hall and the kitchen."

Cell five, that was Roxanne and three younger prisoners who seemed to be in awe of her. Initially, we all worked on cleaning, but once we were mostly done Roxanne approached me. I stopped and looked at her. She reached out with her right hand, and grabbed my ballsack. She gently played with my balls.

"I am going to fuck you senseless. And when I am done fucking you, I'll force you to lick my asshole until I get a huge orgasm. You'll be my new prison bitch!"

My cellmates stopped cleaning and approached. Her cellmates did the same. This could quickly turn nasty. I looked her straight in the eyes.

"If you want to fuck, then place your hands on a table and bend over. I'll be pleased to fuck you doggy-style."

She tightened her grip on my balls.

"You certainly have balls. Unfortunately, I hold them in my hand right now, so..."

"And once I am done fucking you, I'll be pleased to lick your asshole until you come. Then we will both know that I am not your prison bitch, and you are certainly not mine."

She looked confused as she let go of my balls. Then she chuckled.

"I am beginning to like you. No-one has ever fucked me doggy-style. But then no-one has ever volunteered to lick my asshole. If you don't honor your part I'll make you suffer so badly you'll wish I had made you my prison bitch instead."

"I keep my word," I say. "I just hope you wiped well."

She laugh. It is the first time I hear her laugh in a non-threatening way.

"I have. But I have not showered for a week."

"I do not doubt that I will regret my promise, but I'll keep it."

She pointed at one of her cell mates, "Make him ready!"

The young woman knelt before me with a grin on her face, and began giving me a blowjob, while Roxanne fingered herself. Once I was hard, Roxanne placed both hands on a table and bent over, presenting her ass to me. I placed my hands on her hips.

"Don't you dare use the wrong hole," she admonished.

I gently placed the head of my dick at her cunt, then I pressed it in slowly. I felt good, she was surprisingly wet and turned on. I fucked her slowly, she fell into the rhythm, pushing back whenever I pushed into her. The strong muscles in her body were working effortlessly, and she would somehow contract her cunt every time I moved in. It did not take long before I was at the edge.

"I am coming," I moaned.

"Don't pull out."

I almost exploded inside her, my dick pumping her full. I continued to fuck her, while she leaked down her legs. Eventually, my dick was too soft to continue.

"Time for dessert," she said.

I knelt behind her, and spread her ass-cheeks with my hands. The smell of ass was rather strong. I gathered my courage, and then I dived in. I gave her a long lick with my tongue, starting at her pussy and going all the way up over her asshole and up her ass crack. She tasted earthy and salty. I licked her the same way a second and a third time, the taste was weaker. Then I licked the surroundings of her asshole, the inside of the cheeks. Although she had indeed wiped well, the smell was not entirely pleasant. Then I looked at her rosebud. I licked it, running my tongue over the wrinkles, trying to press it into her. Again and again I ran my tongue over those sensitive wrinkles, and I could feel her body shake a bit.

"Try relaxing your asshole. Not so much that anything comes out, just a little bit."

I could see she did as I said. It certainly did not open, but her rosebud expanded. I pulled her cheeks apart and licked her asshole again, this time trying to force my tongue inside her. I still could not, fortunately, but it stimulated her even more strongly than before. She shook and moaned. I continued, clearly this was pleasing her intensely. Finally, she screamed as she came, and a bit of piss gushed out of her pussy and ran down her legs. I stopped. She almost collapsed, but managed to get into a chair in a not too undignified way.

"Wow, that was the best ass-licking I ever had."

"That's because we both concentrated on making it good," I said.

She did not reply. We stood in silence around her for a minute and so. Then she got up, and hugged me in her strong arms.

"For peace and friendship between cell five and seven," she said.

"For peace and friendship," I replied. "As long as you don't try to use us to dominate the other inmates."

"What are you? A boy scout? Well, I don't need your help for that. Let's finish this kitchen before the fucking guards come back."

She turned away.

We finished cleaning, and returned to the cells.

"Does your mouth still taste of shit," she asked with a grin as we walked out.

"Only slightly," I answered. Then she hugged me again, and kissed me. When she had walked a few meter away, she turned.

"You may not be my prison bitch, but don't ever think you are my boyfriend either!"

"Oh I don't. But if you ever need your ass licked again, you know who to ask. I don't promise anything, but I just might say yes."

Once we were back in the cell, they all congratulated me.

"I had not seen that coming, what the fuck happened? Did you somehow confuse her into accepting you."

I shrugged. "It's not like I knew what I was doing, I just tried to play it per instinct."

"Well it worked," Aida said. "And now you keep your word to me, too. I'll be on top."

I got in bed, with Aida lying on top of me. She kissed me eagerly.

"You don't even taste of asshole," she laughed. Juanita and Moira got into bed on each side of us, watching from close up. Aida began riding me, while I played with her breasts.

"This is not just sex, this is making love," I sighed as I came. She continued for a minute more, then she had her own orgasm, and finally laid down on my chest.

"Can I sleep like this, on top of you?" she purred.

"We can try, if you want."

"I want. And you seem to like the idea, just like Moira."

I did not answer, I just kissed her again. We went to sleep, with Aida on top of me and the two other women on each side of us.

She was still on top of me when I woke up. I was strangely sticky in my crotch, and moved a bit. Aida woke up, too.

"Fuck! My period! It was not supposed to start until tomorrow." She got out of bed quickly, we both looked like a mess. She had blood everywhere in her pubic hair and on the skin around her pussy, with a few drops running down her leg. She quickly sat down on the toilet and pissed, then she stuffed a tampon up her snatch.

"I fucking hate that we don't have a sink. Or just a pitcher with water."

"Well, you can try to wash with the water from our not very clean toilet. Or you can go out looking like that, you'll not be the first," Moira said.

"Or I try to clean you up," I said. "It cannot taste worse than Roxanne's asshole."

"I would not be too sure about that," Aida said. "But go ahead. Just be sure to vomit in the toilet, not on my feet."

I knelt before her. It looked bad, but the smell was a mixture of blood and sex. I carefully tried a lick. The smell was metallic and sweet, a bit sickly. But it was Aida, and I had just fucked her. I began cleaning her up with my tongue, and quickly got used to the taste. As long as I avoided thinking too much about what I was doing, I managed to do it without gagging.

"Thank you. I guess it is my turn now."

She began licking my balls and my dick, removing the blood stains in my crotch. Soon I was clean again, but unlike me she had been turned on by doing it, and continued to lick me. Eventually we were interrupted by the bell supposed to wake us up.