Lazy Sunday Afternoon

After lunch we returned to our cells and the heavy metal doors banged shut behind is. The hatch opened, and we were aware of eyes watching us as we lay on our bunks.
“Everything OK ladies?” said a cheerful voice.
“Yes Miss” said Mandy from the top bunk and the hatch closed, leaving us to yet another aimless Sunday afternoon.
“Lazy Sunday afternoon” said Mandy dropping off the top bunk,
‘But then all Sunday afternoons are lazy. Every fucking day in here is lazy.
Her eyes flashed with anger.
“Ten years down, five to go. I suppose the time will pass eventually and then what?
I shrugged.
Mandy continued
“But I’ve got you haven’t I, my little errand girl, my little prison maid.”
She smiled a wicked smile. Because what she said was true, Coming to prison had been a terrifying ordeal but Mandy had taken me under her wing, and offered me protection in exchange for… well, servitude. I cleaned the cell, ran errands for her, did the dirty work of her prison wide tobacco empire, ran the risks, took the rap. I knew the punishment block well enough. But I said nothing. Loyalty to Mandy and safety went hand in hand., And besides, I found her hot, although she had never shown much interest in me. I masturbated to her every night and the knowledge that she was just a couple of feet above me, that the bulge in the filthy prison mattress was her.
“Parole Board tomorrow” I said.
She grabbed me, pulled me up roughly from my bunk and pushed me against the sickly green brick of the wall
“You’re going to fuck up. You are going nowhere.”
She moved her face in close to mine, I could smell her warm breath. She spat in my face and I felt the saliva run down my cheeks.
“You’re staying here with me. I am going to make you love prison.”
She pushed me onto my knees, pushed her knee into my back and yanked my head back by the hair until I was looking up into her face.
“Open your mouth”.
A long trail of spittle hung from her mouth before breaking off and dropping into mine., I swallowed greedily.

“Over to the bed. Kiss it and lie on it.
I did as I was told.
“Mandy I adore you, prison I love you “ as I placed my lips on the rough orange blanket and kissed it as tenderly as if it was the relic of a saint. .
I lay on the bed and then Mandy joined me on my bunk. She pulled down the blanket from her bunk to make a screen, pulled off my prison sweatshirt and the grubby bra and began to kiss my breasts, whipping the nipples with her tongue. I felt them harden.
She kissed me, deep and long and whispered ,
“After what I am going to do to you, you will never want to be free. Believe me.”
She pushed me back onto the bad, parted my legs and I felt a finger going into my vagina. I was wet and dilating. She put another finger in and began to move in and out. Her thumb found my clit and I was soon approaching orgasm. Then she stopped.
“You don’t come until you promise me you are fuck up that Parole Board hearing, until you tell me you want to be here with me in this cell more than anything.”
“More than anything Mandy.”
I could barely speak. She reached across, tweaked my nipples, then I felt her tongue licking at my vulva, them my clit. Then she stopped again.

“Just say it. Say it. And you will come as you have never come before. And you won’t care about the tedium, the searches, the shit food, the evenings in…”
She laughed.
“Every evening is a fucking evening in isn’t it?”
I laughed.
“But who cares? If it’s with you?”
“Promise?”
“I promise to be faithful to you, to serve every day that you do”
She went on tonguing me again moved up to tongue my clit as the fingers went back in and she brought me to orgasm. As the orgasm shuddered though me, as brilliant sculptures of light filled my head , I thoughts of lumpy mattresses, green walls, white bloused officers patrolling the wing, lukewarm mashed potato on plastic forks, on every single indignity and humiliation of prison life and realised that I craved every one of them as the price for this. Tomorrow I would get my knock back. Tomorrow I would get the reward that made it all worthwhile. I pushed her onto her back and pushed two fingers into her wet cunt. Two hours until we were next unlocked. I was going to use the time well.

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