The House of Correction

Chapter Ten

Another day of following routine and obeying orders awaited, thought Hannah miserably as she rolled out of bed once she was released the next morning. Only another one hundred and eighty or so to go...if Faith wasn't correct in what she had said last night. Had anybody ever been released? Hannah made a mental note to ask any of the other prisoners that she came into contact with as she squatted down over her chamber pot to empty her bowels and bladder.

After breakfast, her dormitory trooped down the corridor accompanied by Miss Andrews, filing into the first training room and going straight into their physical fitness routine. Hannah tried to keep a smile off her face as she watched breasts and bottom cheeks jiggling up and down in the more energetic callisthenic movements. It was oddly arousing to watch and even to take part in and she eyed the large mirror set into the far wall suspiciously, wondering if somebody was secretly watching them through it. Was that even possible?

The thought vanished from her mind as Miss Andrews took them swiftly through the different positions, making them jump from one through to five before snapping out the numbers randomly.

"Improving, I believe, but you were too slow, Gregan. Assume position four!" announced the guard, smiling slightly as she swished her heavy leather strap through the air menacingly. Flo's face paled and then she was bending over, buttocks spreading to display all her charms. A single second of silence then the strap swung and kissed her pale cheeks with fire a dozen times, leaving them reddened all over before she was allowed to straighten up once more.

At least it wasn't me, thought Hannah as she obediently walked over to the benches and took her allotted place.

"Bigger one today, Miller. Miss Stern wants you to be tight but not too tight!" remarked Andrews with a little laugh, slotting a wooden phallus into place so that it stuck up proudly. "Position one, girls, and use those pretty lips first to lubricate the head."

Hannah sank down onto her knees and bent forward and wrapped her lips round the plum of the dildo. Her tongue teased over the hard surface while she wondered how different it would be to be kissing and licking the real thing. When would that happen? She let her silvery saliva oil the knob liberally and bobbed her head up and down swiftly as the guard walked by, strap swinging idly through the air.

"Now straddle the bench and get those cocks up inside you!" shouted Andrews, hurrying Faith up with a hefty swing of the leather that cut painfully into the back of her thigh. Hannah complied, sinking her hips down slowly until the bulbous knob rested against her curled folds. She felt the pink softness part and then came the strange, intense feeling as the hardness impaled her, sliding up inside her body and making her tingle all over.

"I want to see those buttocks touching the bench fully before you come back up," added the guard, watching carefully as she passed behind the row of benches. "Up and down, ladies. Work those thigh muscles and squeeze hard on those cocks inside you!"

A crack of her strap followed across Gwen's arse and then another on Flo's thighs as she deemed neither of them to be trying hard enough. Minutes passed and Hannah fell into the routine of sliding up and down on the phallus, sighing with delight as it slithered up inside her body before she straightened up until just the broad tip remained inside her, stretching her slit open. Her thighs ached with the effort but the sharp sting from a trio of lashes from the strap when she slowed made her work harder again. Arousal burgeoned in her flesh, seeping up through her skin and making her nipples tingle with excitement as she sank back down and was filled up completely by the long dildo. Hannah's breathing quickened and sweat beaded her forehead suddenly as ripples of desire rushed into her mind and her leg muscles weakened as pleasure overwhelmed her. Her body juddered and shook with passion and she bit back cries of delight, trying to come quietly as spasms of lust raced through her.

"I think you are enjoying yourself too much, Miller!" snapped Andrews from behind Hannah's ear and she jumped involuntarily. Ordered to stand and then assume position five, Hannah felt her heart thump as the grinning guard swung the heavy strap lazily back and forth, teasing the tip over her vulnerable flesh.

"I cannot remember saying that you could climax, Miller! Therefore, I am going to punish your juicy little quim for misbehaving. Perhaps a dozen strokes will make it too sore to come?"

The end of the sentence was punctuated by the strap swinging down and Hannah squealed as the leather bit agonisingly into her tender wetness, crushing the delicate pink flower between her legs. Somehow, she managed to keep hold of her ankles through the sudden pain and even stammer out the obligatory thank you to Andrews as well as stating the number. Another kiss of the strap on her sensitive slit and Hannah's eyes bulged as the pain intensified even more when the already bruised flesh was struck again. Agony piled upon agony as the beating continued and only Hannah's strange affinity with pain enabled her to survive without letting go of her ankles. The throb of her welted folds thudded through her senses and matched the beating of her heart and a strange desire to suffer even more flooded through her mind as the final couple of strokes caressed her softness with tongues of fire.

"Time to switch, ladies, as I don't want Miller to get any more pleasure today," stated Andrews with a contemptuous sniff. "Now those cocks should be nicely oiled so that they slip up inside those tight anuses easily enough! Miller, get up and get working that pretty arse of yours!"

Pain burning through her body with every movement, Hannah raised herself up from the floor and walked back to her bench, straddling it once more. Ahead of her, she could see Faith's buttocks wiggle and then part sensuously before she eased her hips down and settled onto the hard wooden rod. Hannah did the same, wincing as it began to split her tight rosette open. She still felt sore from Miss Stern's eager use of her arse the previous day and now the initial insertion made her flinch. She gritted her teeth and fought through the pain, almost welcoming it as her rectal ring was stretched further and further until abruptly the bulbous head of the phallus slipped inside. A gasp echoed round the room at the strange, intriguing sensation and then she was lowering her body down, impaling her anus on the wooden rod as Miss Andrews came over to check up on her.

"Move up and down, girl. A gentleman wants you to ride him while he admires the view!" the guard commented with a chuckle and Hannah's thoughts drifted to what that would be like and she shivered in a weird mixture of fear and arousal.

So lost was she in her own thoughts that she never heard the door open or even the gasps of surprise and shock from the other prisoners. It was only when Andrews snapped at Faith to keep working her bottom that Hannah looked up and noticed that Miss Stern had entered the room along with a tall, moustachioed gentleman in a well-cut suit. Instinctively, she moved her hands to cover her breasts and sank down onto the impaling dildo, resting her naked arse cheeks on the wooden bench as her face went blood red with embarrassment.

"I can see that you are working them hard, Miss Andrews," stated the Governess approvingly. "This is one of our generous donors who has come for a look around today. Perhaps you would like to put the girls through their paces, Miss Andrews, with a demonstration of the different positions that they have learnt?"

"Of course, Miss Stern. Girls, up you get and stand in front of me now," the guard commanded.

Hannah hesitated for just a moment before she moved, rising off the phallus and sighing as she felt it slide out of her tight anal tube. She lined up with the other women and waited for the first position to be announced even as she eyed the man and wondered just who he was. Someone rich, of course, judging from his clothes and the gold watch chain that dangled down his silk waistcoat. Maybe he was a judge or a barrister or perhaps a man of leisure able to enjoy himself and live off the money from his estates? A prosperous businessman owning a factory or mill? What would it be like to be his mistress and obey him rather than the guards? Surely, it would have to be better?

"First position!" snapped Andrews loudly and Hannah automatically knelt along with the others. They went through all five positions and were left holding the final one, displaying the alluring charms of their pink folds to the man's avid eyes as he inspected them closely, causing Hannah's face to redden once more.

"Well trained indeed, Miss Stern," the gentleman remarked in a deep voice, lingering in front of Hannah who could not prevent her eyes staring at the prominent bulge in his trousers that was barely a foot away from her face. "Have they been taught anything else?"

"How to please a gentleman like yourself, Sir Robert," gushed the Governess. "Allow me to organise a demonstration. This girl here, Miller, has only joined us during the last week but already shows some promise once she has been beaten. Position four again, Miller!"

Hannah rose as gracefully as she could and then bent over, stifling a sob of shame as she realised that her bare arse cheeks were going to be looked at closely.

"Very smooth skin, Miss Stern," murmured Sir Robert, stroking his hands over the pale surface eagerly.

"And very resilient too. Give her a good spanking to get those cheeks nice and red, Sir Robert."

Hannah gripped her ankles tightly and waited, feeling the hands explore her softness for a few moments more before the man's hand cracked across her exposed skin. She hissed out in pain at the sudden sting then steeled herself to cope as he smacked her hard and fast.

"She certainly does redden up well," the man stated after a minute or so, continuing to spank her naked buttocks with his large hand.

"And she gets very wet too from being beaten, Sir Robert, and that is unusual," replied the Governess, making Hannah blush bright scarlet. She squirmed as Sir Robert teased a finger down in between her thighs and then she felt it rub over her wetness for a few moments before he withdrew it and agreed with Miss Stern's comment.

"And you say that she is one of your most recent acquisitions?"

"Indeed, she is. Only been here a couple of days in fact so relatively inexperienced. Would you like to sample her mouth?"

Tears of shame seeped out of Hannah's soft blue eyes as she knelt on command and waited in front of Sir Robert. She knew that everybody else in the room was watching and her throat went dry with nerves although her pussy continued to leak little tears of love juice as the man fumbled with his fly buttons. Eventually, a long prick eased out into the open, head already gleaming with moisture and she gasped at the sight of it, heart thumping at the thought of using her mouth to pleasure it. Would it be better than the wooden dildo she had practised on? What would it taste like? Intrigue and fear wrestled for supremacy in her thoughts before, snapped at by the Governess, she shuffled forward on her knees and kissed the end with her soft lips.

She stifled a giggle as the tip jerked under the touch of her lips. Tentatively, she stuck out her tongue and licked the swollen plum gently, surprised by the warmth against her wetness. She teased her tongue over the gleaming knob several times and then traced it down the long shaft, feeling pleased with herself when she heard the man catch his breath abruptly. Suddenly enraptured by having a real cock to play with, Hannah eased her mouth fully open and swallowed in the bulbous end of Sir Robert's hard cock, twirling her tongue around it. His fingers settled in her hair, twisting the blonde strands round then pulling her even closer so that his cock slid in deeper. She licked and laved at the length, revelling in the taste and masculine scent which was so much better than experimenting with a piece of inanimate wood. Hannah could sense how much enjoyment the man was getting from the slight sounds he made and the way in which his cock pulsed inside her wet mouth. Arousal burgeoned deep within her body at serving him and she bobbed her head back and forth swiftly, trying not to gag as the tip of his prick pushed against the back of her mouth and into her throat.

Above her, as if her head was under water, she heard words but had no knowledge of any meaning as she was concentrating so hard on licking and sucking on the twitching tip of Sir Robert's cock. She felt him thrust harder and deeper whilst his fingers twined in her blonde locks trembled slightly and then she was recoiling in surprise as warm salty wetness exploded into her mouth. More followed as she nearly choked and Hannah tried to breathe but ended up swallowing some of the liquid, feeling it slither down her throat. The man's prick suddenly withdrew altogether and then she looked at it as a jet of white cream shot out of the end and splashed on her face, dribbling down the side of her nose. Another spurt as his hips bucked forward and some of the spunk decorated her breasts and then he was plunging the wet, glistening head back inside her mouth once more.

"A natural indeed, Miss Stern," Sir Robert murmured as he withdrew his cock and tucked it away in his trousers, dark eyes staring down at Hannah's sperm-slick face. "I shall have to think about bidding for her services in future, I think!"

"Any girl you obtain from us will give great satisfaction, Sir Robert, although I do believe this young lady does have the potential to be exceptional...and will therefore deserve an exceptional price! Now perhaps you would like to finish your tour of my establishment in my office over a glass of brandy? Carry on, Miss Andrews."

Hannah could feel all the other girls looking at her as the Governess and her guest walked slowly out of the room. She could feel her heart racing whilst her clitoris was pulsing and she wished that she could slide her fingers down onto the aroused nub and make herself come. Instead, she obeyed the guard and straddled the bench once more and slowly sank down onto the dildo again, sighing with pain and pleasure as her bottom hole was pierced once more. Hannah imagined Sir Robert's cock slithering up inside her anus instead and she knew that it would feel so much more satisfying as it throbbed and twitched inside her just as it had inside her eager mouth.