"Oh my god, oh yes, there, there, there," Called out Meena Jutla as her cellmate Cat finger fucked her to her orgasm.
Meena had been imprisoned for a year now, the first of many many more, perhaps for the rest of her life.
If it hadn't been for the frequent sex with her cellmate Kat, a fellow murderer, she would probably not have survived that first year.
Using her nursing skills, she had got a job in the medical wing and had a brief lesbian affair with a doctor, before she was transferred. A one off with a gullible male guard had proved to be just that. As much as she loved the sex with Kat, she had always loved variety, and craved for it.
"Oh my god that tongue of yours on my clit, it's so wonderful, you're a real magician." Gasped Meena as her body gradually returned to normal and she snuggled against her heavily tattooed cellmate and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning she was working in the hospital wing when one of the officers came to escort her too the wing governor.
"What's this about, I've done nothing wrong for fucks sake," said an exasperated Meena as they made their way to the managers office.
Meena stood in front of the wing manager, a young man who didn't even look up as she entered, he just carried on typing into a computer.
"Arrogant prick," thought Meena.
Finally he looked up, opened up a file and said, " Ah Jutla, I have some news. You are to be transferred to another facility, get your things together and you will transported there tomorrow."
Meena protested, "but why? I like it here, I have friends, I don't want to go."
"I'm afraid that you have no say in the matter, you will go to HMP Sheldrake tomorrow." He said, then carried on typing.
Meena appealed to the guard," Oh miss, is there nothing I can do?"
The guard, a middle aged woman, who was quite friendly replied, "I'm afraid not, you have no say where you go, but on the bright side, Sheldrake is one of the most modern prisons in the country, better than this shit hole." She continued, "so if I were you, I would spend my last night here fucking Kat's brains out."
Meena smiled and acknowledged that her sex with Kat was openly known.
Meena got back to her cell and broke down in tears when she told Kat the news. Meena spent the afternoon saying goodbye to her colleagues in the medical area and a few on the wing.
As the duty officer locked the door and slammed the shutter down, she smiled and said, "Goodbye Jutla, enjoy your last night with this one, I would love to join you, but unfortunately can't."
Without speaking both girls stripped naked and climbed onto Kat's lower bunk bed.
After an intense bout of passionate kissing, Meena began to cry. She sobbed and kept calling out that it was unfair.
Kat tried to placate her and eventually managed to calm her down by kissing her neck, then her breasts, which she had learned over the past months that Meena just loved.
"Eat my pussy, please," cried Meena in a mild almost childlike voice. Kat was only to happy to oblige and spent an age between Meena's legs, probing with both tongue and fingers bringing the Indian girl to orgasm after orgasm.
After another session in the 69 position, they fell asleep in each other's arms for the last time.
At 6.30 the next morning the cell door opened and the officer said, "Okay Jutla, up you get, shower and then a long day for you."
A drowsy Meena looked down on her lover for what would probably be the last time, they kissed and a naked Meena climbed from the bunk and began to dress.
"Bye my sweet, hope your new cellmate has a nice juicy pussy," said Meena as she turned and left Kat, tears welling in her eyes.
A solo shower was a luxury which Meena throughly enjoyed. As she towelled off the officer who had escorted her said, "I have never seen you naked before, that Kat was a very lucky lady." Meena dropped the towel and took a few steps to the rather plain woman and placed a kiss on her lips, her tongue seeking a target. The officer reached for her breasts, but Meena knocked the hand away saying, "you could have had this for a year, if you hadn't been such a fucking bitch."
Once dressed Meena laughed and said, "right let's get out of this shit hole."
Meena was the only occupant of the van transporting her to her new home for the next few years at least.
On the journey Meena was still unaware as to why she was being transferred to what was a more modern and comfortable prison.
The journey lasted several hours and it was late afternoon when she arrived at HMP Sheldrake.
The officer who met her introduced herself, "Welcome to Sheldrake Jutla, I'm senior office Maynard, I will be supervising your induction."
The officer explained to Meena that as she had a long journey taking several hours, her induction would be in the morning and she would be in an individual cell for the night.
As she was taken to her cell Meena was quite pleased to see that the prison was very modern and seemed to have a good atmosphere, if you were to be locked up for the next god knows how many years, this was as good as anywhere. The puzzle was why she had been sent there.
Meena dreamt of Kat and was already missing her best friend and lesbian lover.
At 8am Meena was awakened by an officer who brought her breakfast and informed her she was to see the wing governor at 9.30.
The wing governor was a man in his mid thirties, very smartly dressed and well groomed.
Standing in front of a nice modern desk. Meena noticed he was wearing a wedding ring. Meena thought to herself. * Lucky bitch married to him, I bet she doesn't blow him as good as I could, god I would make his toes curl if his cock was halfway down my throat.* She made a mental promise to herself to get Mr. Governor to give her a right good seeing too on this desktop.and smiled at the prison official.
He began, "Jutla, I won't welcome you to Sheldrake, as you are not here because you want to be, but for the quite heinous crimes you committed." He carried on for a good five minutes, outlining the do's and don'ts and the punishment that could be expected for breaking the rules. Whilst he was droning on Meena was fantasising about sexual positioning with him.
He finished by saying, "any questions?"
Meena had just one, "Why was I transferred here?"
He scrolled through the screen on his computer and replied, "it appears your nursing skills are needed, we recently released a few prisoners who worked in the medical centre, and it seems someone from your old prison recommended you, that's all, take her back to the wing."
Meena's next call was for her medical examination. Her mind wandered back to her initial examination at her previous prison and the rather dishy blonde doctor, who had initiated lesbian sex with her. She had left a few months ago and Meena wondered where she was now.
The medical centre was light years away from the one in her previous prison, all new and as far as she could tell, top of the range equipment. She would enjoy working here.
"Strip off and put the gown on," ordered the officer accompanying her. "You can go behind the screen if you're shy," she continued.
Meena pulled the grey prison issue sweatshirt over her head and released the clips on her plain white bra and cupping her breasts said, "no need to be shy with these beauties is there?"