Commandant | Women's Prison 8 | bdsm stories

“Well Enzo,” the governor said casually as they strolled along the corridor.

“I Think she is compliant enough now don’t you think?”

They halted.

“Don’t you perhaps think that the fiery spirit within her might not be rekindled now - and with a vengeance?”

The governor shrugged in dismissal at the very suggestion.

“She came to heel once and she will do it again.”

He leaned closer and whispered as though divulging a deep and close secret. “I rather enjoy the challenge actually, the way she rebels against me is rather exciting.”

“But dangerous for the members of the circle,” the commandant warned as they began walking again.

“Not a bit. I might even bring a few of them over to get to see her, would that help lay some of your fears?”

The commandant paused, looking out over the barren courtyard baked by the blazing sun.

“It would help,” he said unconvinced.

The governor slapped him on the back and laughed loudly.

“She can help with the training of her friend as we educate her in our ways.”

Even the normally serious commandant couldn’t repress a smile at the inventiveness of the governor.

“Come now,” the governor said warmly. “Let me show you some of the lesser sluts here and what exactly we do to them.”

Pauline sat with her face in her hands; she was shaking uncontrollably as she huddled defensively in the corner of the room.

“An evil place this,” Pauline sobbed, her shoulders shaking in great heaving motions as she blurted her misery to her friend. “I just can’t tell you what indignities and abuse I’ve been subjected to - why the hell did you ever have to come here?”

For twenty minutes Jenny had sat silently listening to the tirade of emotion that was spilling from her frightened and bruised friend.

“Me too,” Jenny said softly in sympathy. “The bastards certainly had their fun today didn’t they.”

No reply came, just the mournful and pitiful sobbing of a desperate and miserable young woman.

“Play dumb and co-operate whatever you do Pauline. Whatever it takes - don’t get sent to the guards.”

Pauline removed her hands and looked up at her friend, her eyes filled with burning hatred. “You actually mean that there is worse here?”

Jenny nodded solemnly.

“I’ve suffered just the same as you only many times more. I do as he wants, I live well and it keeps me from the guards.”

“How can you be so casual about it all?”

“I’m not! I fought against it - still do at times but listen to me Pauline, they won’t let you win. Take my advice and play along.”

“Is that what you are doing? Playing along and biding your time?”

Jenny looked away.

“Yes,” she said unconvincingly. “As soon as I can I’m out of here.”

“And you think there is any hope of that!” Pauline said in a defeated tone and hung her head down between her knees.

“Not on the island but if you play along you get to go to the main island and perhaps further afield on trips to visit his friends, then would be the chance.”

Pauline shrugged in disinterest. She changed subject not wanting to look up at Jenny.

“What you did to me. Is that normal here?”

Jenny stood and eased the cramping in her legs.

“It’s mild believe me. Much worse to come so do as they say at all costs.”

Pauline shuddered visibly at the thought.

“And did you enjoy what you did?” a hint of sarcasm sounded in her voice.

“But I didn’t know it was you,” Jenny pleaded.

“Did you?” Pauline persisted.

Jenny paused and straightened her body, responding to the tinge of sarcasm and disgust that Pauline was showing.

“Yes actually, I did!”

Pauline struggled painfully to her feet and turned to offer her backside.

“Beating me to a pulp is enjoyable is it?” she spat venomously.

The criss-crossing red welts on her flesh made Jenny shiver, they looked painful and from her own experience that they most certainly would be just that. Jenny felt ashamed that she had hurt her friend but defiant because of the intense pleasure that she had gained from it. She felt that Pauline would have to learn to accept it - just as she had had to.

“And that disgusting act afterwards? Was that your idea of fun too?”

Pauline was angry again now, her emotions beginning to spill from her once again and directed at the only person that she could vent them at.

“Not fun but normal here as I told you.”

“Lesbian!” Pauline screamed angrily and burst out crying again.

Enough, Jenny though, she had listened to all that she was going to.

“You enjoyed too!” she responded, shouting above the wailing of her friend.

“What? What did you say? How could I possibly enjoy a woman lick...doing such a thing?”

Jenny lowered her voice to a low whisper; she stated what she knew.

“You had an orgasm yourself Pauline.”

Her friend turned away to face the wall folding her arms across her chest defensively.

“Don’t be ridiculous!”

“You were wet and excited and you came.”

A heavy and awkward silence fell between them.

“So what happens now?” Pauline asked without turning back.

Jenny soothed, trying to heal the rift between them.

“We work together, we need each other for moral support if we are to survive here. Co-operate with them until our chance comes to be out of here.”

Pauline turned slowly.

“And you really think that is possible?” she asked hopefully.

Jenny gripped Pauline’s shoulders and smiled.

“Certain of it.”

Pauline circled her arms around her friend, hugging her tightly as her tears once again began to flow. The two naked young women press their naked bodies against one another in a common bond of friendship.

Pauline didn’t notice how Jenny’s nipples sprung to erection at the feel of her friend’s body against her.

The girl was over eighteen but had the appearance of a much younger girl; through her misery a youthful innocence was apparent. A red head, slim and neatly proportioned she hung by her wrists from the hook in the ceiling, her dangling toes hovering inches clear off the floor.

“This bitch,” the governor explained as he ran his hand up over the girl’s hip and waist to squeeze her breast. “Refused me. I brought her in a week ago and she is at present under correction.”

“So I see,” the commandant said interestedly as he first stroked and then fingered the ginger covered pussy of the girl.

“A good fuck,” the governor added pulling hard on her nipple. “But unresponsive and therefore unsuitable to our requirements.”

The commandant’s thumb slipped into her pussy, his middle finger locating her tight anus and pushing cruelly up inside her.

“Give her to me.”

The governor laughed aloud as he stroked the young girl’s firm buttocks. “She provides entertainment for me, Enzo, but there are others that you may choose from - come I’ll show you.”

It was a tall, slim blonde girl that occupied the next cell. Huddled fearfully in the corner her long slender

thighs gave a good indication as to her height. Naked, her hair matted and coated with bits of straw and dust she looked pitiful. Her tear-stained face looked up at the two men, her eyes pleading and mournful.

The guard that accompanied them kicked at the girl to rouse her, she stood, her head down and her hands attempting to cover her breasts and pussy.

“Nice,” the commandant breathed lustfully. He stirred the air with his finger and the girl turned slowly once in a full circle, red stripes left by the cane criss-crossed her firm buttocks. He circled her, inspecting the youthful body of the quivering girl. In one move he gripped around her waist and clamped his strong hand onto the back of her neck to bend her over. He released his trousers and pushed his cock fully home up inside her pussy.

“So tight,” he enthused. “Cough girl,” he snapped.

The girl gave several small coughs that caused her inner pussy muscles to constrict around his shaft inside her. Again and again he ordered her to cough. His hands roamed her firm body, cupping and feeling her ample beasts as she coughed constantly. The commandant groaned, his eyes half closed before he released his jets of thick sperm deep up inside the young girl.

“This one,” he stated firmly as he replaced his softening cock into his trousers.

“Excellent choice my dear Enzo,” the governor chuckled and slapped him on the back. “She’s yours -

will you keep her here or at your place?”

“Here of course but untouched by your gorillas.”

The governor raised his hands in mock surrender.

“But naturally! Shall we move on?”

“I was impressed with the way you conducted your test,” the governor said slowly, a sickly smile creasing his face as he lounged behind the desk in his big leather chair. “You were pleasantly surprised to see you friend no-doubt.”

Jenny ignored the provocation and answered casually.

“I’m over it now. Where is Pauline?”

He looked away.

“Gone to the guards.”

The governor looked back as he heard Jenny’s gasp, her face a mask of horror. He laughed aloud at her reaction. “No Jenny,” he said slowly. “She will have a few days to recuperate and then you may assist me with her training.”

Jenny sighed heavily in relief.

“I hope - for both your sakes, that you do not entertain any ideas of a joint rebellion,” he warned.

“The commandant can be a cruel master and I would not - in your place - relish the thought of being handed into his tender care.”

A shiver ran through Jenny at the warning.

“Does that mean then that she will get the choice?”

He smiled broadly.

“Your friend, Jenny is like you. A filthy sex-hungry slut that loves the abuse and the pain we give, she just needs to realise it and you will help her to achieve that.”

Jenny tried to hide her delight at the thought of Pauline being saved from the guards. The companionship also for her would be nice in the male dominated world of the prison.

“Come here,” he said and beckoned.

Jenny was guided to stand before him between his chair and the desk facing away from him. Without waiting to be told, she slipped down the bikini bottoms and bent over the desk to present her backside to him.

He toyed idly with her as he sat in his chair behind her, stroking her buttocks and running his fingers over her swollen pussy lips.

The blunt end of his pencil began tracing a line down her back, edging slowly but ever closer to her puckered little entrance.

Jenny tensed in expectation as the pencil tip moved down the crease of her buttocks to rest against her tight little hole. She wasn’t afraid or nervous, thrilled more than anything else for the sexual practices seemed to become more and more varied but sweeter and better in the sensations they produced. She gasped as the blunt tip pressed inward; the thin width coped with easily as it travelled up inside her. Jenny grunted and bit her lip as he began to rotate it between his finger and thumb, the hexagonal sides of the pencil teasing at the sweet little ring of muscles and exciting her tender insides.

In and out, round and round he slowly worked the pencil in her backside. The deliberate slow method he used excited Jenny greatly, her pussy moistened and her clitoris jerked as he invaded her backside with the thin probe. Jenny braced herself on her hands, shifting her feet wider apart to allow easier access to her secret entrance. Her head threw back as his other hands brushed her clitoris from underneath, his thick thumb pushing fully up into her wet pussy.

Working the pencil, his thumb and the fingers against her hard clitoris all at the same time, he brought Jenny rapidly close to her peak before he stopped.

“Too impatient my hungry little slut,” he breathed excitedly and withdrew his hand from her.

For several moments Jenny remained stationary with the pencil sticking out from her anus, bent as she

was with him behind her it was exciting and yet teasing being unable to advance her climax.

The governor watched her, the little ripples of delight that ran though her to make her lovely body twitch slightly in delight and the thick puffy lips of her labia contract in tiny spasms of sensation. He took the big bulbous handle of the rubber stamp and pushed it up into her open pussy until he could no more of it inside her and then he sat back.

He was wanking; Jenny could hear him, an urgent breathing and a soft slapping noise as he rubbed himself behind her. The thrill it gave her was immense, the gripping spasms of her body gripped her insides around the pencil and the handle of the rubber tamp together to bring the sweetest of sensations to her. He was pumping his cock fast now, his breathing rapid and loud.

“Aaaah!” Jenny cried in pleasure as she felt jets of his warm sperm hitting her buttocks and pussy lips.

She tensed; the objects up inside her sent back thrilling signals of sheer delight. Again she tensed and shuddered as the warm thick globules splashed over her soft flesh. She was close, panting hard and closing her eyes slowly as the warm peak approached.

He gripped the pencil and snatched from her backside in one swift pull. The feelings that act produced made Jenny scream with the power of the sensations. She had reached her peak but not quite tipped over the edge, it was if her knew that the sharp stab of sensation would prolong her enjoyment and torture. He repeated the same with the rubber stamp, allowing just sufficient time for her rising orgasm to subside enough.

“Oh God please,” Jenny pleaded. “Let me come, please.”

He didn’t answer, using his thumbs - one to each of her labia lips, he pulled them aside to expose her moist pink inner lips and them buried his long nose deep up inside her.

Jenny cried-out and came instantly. The thumping excitement and the feel of him was too much for her.

The unusual and normally taboo use of her sent her into a mind-blurring set of violent shaking as she accepted her orgasm.

For several minutes he remained as he had finished before withdrawing from her. The governor pressed the buzzer on his desk and waited patiently.

Jenny gasped in dismay as the ape-guard entered the room smiling broadly. The very same ape-guard that had abused her when she had arrived. He undid his trousers and moved close to her head with his enormous erection bouncing before Jenny’s eyes.

“Suck it bitch, “ the governor demanded.

Jenny, leaning forward over the desk, opened her mouth to receive the huge bulbous head into her.

The guard groaned his delight and gripped the back of her head as he entered her sweet mouth.

Thrusting hard so as to force his mammoth cock deep into her throat he chuckled his delight as she gagged and grunted her disapproval.

For what seemed like hours he used her mouth coarsely withdrawing only at the governor’s command to move behind her and to position himself in readiness.

Jenny cried out as the thick cock pushed into her to stretch her internal pussy lips tightly around its great

girth. Her hands gripped the edge of the desk, she began nodding her head and moaning softly in appreciation as the wonderful feelings filled her. So big - so long, his cock seemed to touch and to fill every sensitive part of her moist interior. A frantic rhythm began, her slight body jarred by his forceful thrusting. Sensations and excitement that seemed to surpass all she had experienced to date. The young Jenny began to grunt in time with the hard inward thrusts of his cock, she panted and sighed her mouth opening to utter her extreme pleasure.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Yes - yes.”

Faster and harder the guard rammed into her, his great hands pressing down on the small of her back to tilt her buttocks up at a steeper angle toward him. He was lunging now in a brutal and coarse fashion that shook her slight body violently and crushed her thighs against the edge of the desk. Pulling almost out of her so that just the big bulbous head of his cock was inside the entrance of her pussy, then pushing the whole length back up inside her.

Her head threw back; she arched against his hands on her back, raising herself onto her outstretched arms to brace herself and to rock gratefully in time with his movements. Jenny screamed and came to orgasm, wailing her delight to the silent room and then the warm wash of the guard’s sperm filled her little moist interior.

She heard the distant warm voice of the governor, as she lay slumped on the desk bathing in the arm after waves of sensation.

“You are learning slut,” he praised her and rubbed the tip of his now stiffening cock against the half-open lips of her soft mouth.

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