Chapter 14
The next several days were hectic, the Nevada State Prison Board was eager for them to take twenty prisoners off their hands, but before that could happen, they needed to bring the other four inmates up to the same level as inmate 8913069 aka Liz. That was a long process of increasing the drug cocktails and hypnosis. It was now under Dr. Lofton's supervision. She became much more confident during that time, and though still keeping it to herself, she did embrace being a lesbian pussy slut. She took up masturbating several times a day to quiet the cravings as Jenny egged her on. She would size up staff that appealed to her, undressing them in her mind. Most importantly, she learned that Jenny couldn't read her thoughts when she did math or thought on that plane. Jane's PhD was in Genetic Engineering, with minors in psychology and math; she would use that to keep Jenny/Liz off balance until she learned to control her.
Although not hired for the position, Dr. Jane had risen to the number two person within the young company, right behind Dr. Gregory Thomas. As a result, Jane's new friends were caught completely off guard when she turned the tables on them. Hiding a few small cameras in her office she invited the two lesbians back, first clearing it with their supervisor. The two were anticipating another session of play and humiliation of the young executive even imagining a significant pay raise.
Sitting behind her desk as the two knocked on her open door, she motioned for them to come in and close the door. The blonde was way ahead of her, so she thought. The black woman immediately noticed something different about their sluts' demeanor but couldn't put her finger on it. She tried an order once the door was secured, "Hello Slut," she said somewhat annoyed, "we're here. Don't you ever summon us again! We do the summoning from now on. Now, get your narrow ass from behind that desk and come suck my cock." The blonde giggled as she pulled off her lab coat and began unbuckling the belt of her jeans. She was looking forward to having her pussy eaten, and the young reluctant slut had learned what she liked and enthusiastically ate her pussy.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I give you the impression that you were in charge? You're not. I could have you both fired. And as far as those pictures you took of me naked, I don't care what you do with them; they aren't going to help you when I tell HR that you burst into my office and threatened me." Jane emerged from behind her desk in six-inch black stilettos and peeking out from her lab coat could only be described as a classic dominatrix leather suit, low cut revealing plenty of cleavage and an open crotch. The two stood speechless. "How can I make this clear so that even your tiny minds can comprehend? First, there can only be one dyke bitch in this little club and that's me. Oh, you'll still get your pussies licked and sucked, but only if you deserve it. Now strip!
I've bought a couple of outfits for you to wear, but you'll have to add to your wardrobe, I don't want to see you in the same outfit twice." Once they were standing naked before her, she tossed a pair of gift-wrapped boxes at them, one at a time. The black woman was wearing her strap-on, the plastic dick pointing straight in front of her.
"Looks like you are going to require some discipline, wasn't I clear about who was the dyke? Take that off, immediately. We may need it later, but it's probably that you will be on the business end."
Cowering appropriately, the black woman removed the offending appendage as quickly as she could, tossing it aside. Then she opened her box and pulled out a fishnet bodysuit that left nothing to the imagination. It was black netting and once she put it on, she'd learn it was cut low just above her breasts, she also got a G-string to tease her lover. The blonde opened her gift to find a micro bikini, micro thong-g string. There wasn't much to it, and she filled it out nicely.
Once they were appropriately dressed, Jane inspected them. Using her riding crop, she examined the areas of particular interest. "You will wear this or more appropriate attire, which you'll buy. Naked only will be punishment. Oh and get a wax, you haven't earned any pubic hair yet." She pivoted on the stilettoes like she had worn them for years. As if they'd practiced both responded with "Yes, mistress."
She didn't expect that reply, but she was indeed playing the role. She didn't even really intend to use any physical punishment. "By the way, your new names are BB1 and BB2. Black bitch 1 & Blonde bitch 2. That could change if you're ever promoted. Now, who has earned the honor of eating my pussy first?" She paused and looked back and forth between the two stunned newly submissive sluts, "BB2, I think you're up first. BB1, get comfortable and spread your legs, it's been a while since I had any rug."
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It was like waking from a dream, and suddenly being in a bright room, completely white, then slowly softening. "Good morning Inmate 89123, Claudia Gonzales." The light was still blinding, and she couldn't tell who was speaking, but she answered. She'd been confined for almost four years and you learn when being questioned by prison authorities is to speak up when spoken to.
"Yes, good morning."
"Phase 2 training is beginning now. You'll be returned to the general population as soon as your training is completed., as per the agreement you signed. If you resist the training it will take longer, but it will be completed, how soon is up to you. Are you ready to begin?"
"Ah.... yes, I suppose. But I don't recall signing any documents." She noticed that she was naked. "And why am I naked?" It was bold on her part. She wanted to ask why she couldn't see them and more, but it was apparent she was still imprisoned, and it wasn't a good idea to question too much.
"Temporary amnesia from phase one, don't worry your memories will return once the training is completed. You must be naked for the training. It was all explained in the documents, you signed and consented."
With that said, Inmate 89123 found herself lying on her back, not standing, her legs in stirrups as if getting a pelvic exam, and a machine being pushed into place between them. An IV was begun in her right arm, goggles were placed over her eyes and earphones were put in position. "Remember this will take as long as you decide, accept the program and it will be quick if you fight it'll take longer, but we will complete the training."
The breathing apparatus was placed over her mouth and the machine between her legs began its job. What kind of program was she supposed to accept, Claudia thought as the fucking machine quickly brought her pleasure.
Although young, she'd been fucked pretty hard before, but nothing compared to what this machine was doing to her. She was panting, the machine's cock was a perfect size and somehow it was stimulating her clitoris, too. She screamed as her first orgasm rocked her body. It had taken two minutes; she'd never come that quickly before. It didn't stop. She felt her arousal dip for a moment, and it reached a new height, leveling and then climbing higher. She screamed again, but like the first time, the apparatus in her mouth allowed no sound to escape. A minute later she was not only screaming but squirting for the first time in her life. She began losing track of time. She had no idea how long she'd been here, time no longer had any meaning. The pleasure was too much, and it continued to grow stronger. How was that possible? Every few minutes she'd scream her release. She was unconscious when they removed the fucking machine; she was then lifted and placed vertically into a saddle and penetrated.
For Inmate 89146 Nicole Lee aka Nikki, the fucking machine took longer. Being a bit older, she'd more experience and required a larger cock and anal probe, but the results were the same. No one could resist now that they had the correct combination. As she was lowered into the saddle and the probe entered her, she felt relief from the pounding she'd taken but was eager for more. She never expected the kind of pleasure this new machine was providing. It didn't take long before she'd sprayed her juices everywhere like a runaway firehose. But it just kept getting better. At this point, she was just about dehydrated. When it stopped she found herself back in the white room, naked but clean and smelling like she'd just stepped out of the shower.
Inmate 89129, Eric Hightower was a big man, without an ounce of fat on his tall and muscular body. The time he spent in "the yard" lifting iron and his genetic gifts had transformed him into the perfect human body; no muscle appeared to have been neglected. When he wasn't pumping iron, he was improving his mind, consuming law books as if if they were candy. When he heard of this program he jumped at it and was one of the first to enroll.
But strapped down on his back with his cock and balled locked inside some sleeve was the strangest thing he could imagine, next to having a large rod placed up his rectum. He couldn't move, his impressive muscles seemed to be too relaxed, and he was drugged. What he felt was what he could only describe as a mouth sucking his cock; he hardened to his full length almost ten inches. It was then that he felt the probe in his ass began to move. He was getting fucked in the ass. His first thoughts were rage. He'd been in prison long enough to see many men surrender to having sex with other men. He swore that would never be him. But soon the probe in his ass began to feel so good he was having trouble staying in the moment. When he shot his first load, it was huge and felt every bit as good as his best fuck, so many years ago. But it didn't stop, he realized that it wasn't that he was being sodomized; it was his prostate gland being massaged. He came again and again. He didn't know how it was possible. When he regained consciousness, he was once again standing in the white room, naked, his cock semi-flaccid, slowly rising as he was again very much aroused.
"Good morning. You are now ready to join the community as a fully functioning member. The other members will seem familiar to you, but you've never really met them until now." The bright lights of the white room became brighter then began to fade. Each individual had the exact same thought, the room which was forming around them resembled the living room of an expensive mansion. Eric Hightower heard voices, female voices. He realized things were about to become very uncomfortable, he was naked and going to be among naked women or worse he'd be the only one naked.
