I trembled as I sat in the stinking small cell. My life had become a cruel nightmare and ending up here was the last thing I imagined. My name is Ruby and I'm 18. I'm 5'3 and have a short red bob that's earned me the nickname Ruby Red; very original I know. I have a nice figure, sweet and curvy with great 36C tits, even though I do say so myself. My unattractive jumpsuit hides my figure but as I'm surrounded by guards and other prisoners, I don't think it's an issue.
I rested my head against the cool wall as I thought about John. What an idiot I'd been, falling for his sweet words. All I'd been was a drug mule for him. I knew now that he never cared for me and all that he'd offered and promised was crap to make me the putty in his hands that I'd stupidly became. The terror I'd felt at the airport as the packages were discovered was unlike nothing I'd ever felt before. I knew I had to keep my mouth shut and was going to be looking through these bars for a long, long time.
Two weeks I'd been here and I still felt scared of my own shadow. I'd had no visitors as my family was disgusted and although I expected John to keep a distance, a letter would have been nice. My cell mate broke my thoughts as she entered the cell. I tried to avoid eye contact. I'd seen her involved in a fight in the dining hall on my first day here and I knew she had a vicious temper that I should do anything to avoid.
Her name was Tara and she was an attractive brunette when she wasn't scowling, which wasn't often. She was a lot older than me but kept in shape in the prison gym. She sat behind me and stroked my hair, 'hey Red', she whispered, bringing her mouth close to my ear. Her touch and excitement made me shiver but I did not to pull away; besides the excitement of her touch, annoying her was the last thing I wanted to do.
She leaned against my back and slid her hand slowly around my waist. I was used to this ritual and knew what was coming as her lips found my neck and she licked and sucked on my skin. She was groaning into my ear as she marked my flesh. She moved her mouth to the other side of my neck, using her nails to move my hair, she continued to mark me. Her hand slid inside my jumpsuit and she caressed my breast, rolling my nipple between her fingers, making it hard and making me gasp.
'I have to keep you marked, my lil Ruby Red, as the others need to know that you belong to me. Mmmm; I love making your nipples hard and soon that sweet little pussy will be mine, real soon, I know that you know and want it too. Tonight I will really make you all mine, Red and you'll become my wifey'. She nipped on my ear and gave my nipple an extra hard tweak before pulling away laughing. I darted to the end of my bed and made myself as small as I could as she sat watching me, still grinning.
I never even had the protection of underwear from Tara; as soon as I was put in her cell she had taken all my underwear and told me that she preferred me to be ready for her always. She liked to show people that I was hers and would often mark me in front of the others, roughly grabbing me and forcing her leg between my legs to trap me against a wall. She would suck hard on my skin as she groped me. The guards and the others would just watch, getting a cheap thrill.
I learnt fast that the guards were there to watch only and not to 'guard' us at all. Both female and male officers were useless as they seem to have a sadistic streak. I'd seen others assaulted and the most action the guards had taken was to rub at their genitals through their clothes.
Too soon the guard was slamming our cell door shut, through the hatch he leered, licking his lips as he spoke to Tara,
'See you soon, Clitty Licker, looking forward to the show'.
He was chuckling as he closed the hatch and moved on to the next cell. What the fuck was he talking about? What show? I felt excited as I glanced at Tara and saw her grinning too. I knew the answer already and that I was to be the superstar of this 'show'.
As the lights clicked off I pulled the blanket over my jumpsuit, scared to be undressed. Tara sat in the steel chair in the corner of the room, silently smoking a cigarette. My breathing was heavy, listening for the slightest sound. I heard Tara grinding out her cigarette and I heard the chair scrapping on the floor. I heard her pulling off her jumpsuit and underwear and I pulled the blanket up further and started to whimper.
I felt her sit on the bed and she started to stroke my hair. She was making quiet shushing noises as if to soothe me, as she pulled the blanket away from me. She smiled down at me and her hand started to stroke my throat as she bent to kiss me. I kept my mouth slightly open as her tongue licked my lips and let her enter my mouth. Her hand got a tight grip on my throat and I started to struggle a little but she eased her grip. I let her play with my tongue and chew on my lips before closing my mouth. Her hand tightened around my throat and I opened my mouth once again, she pulled away and said quietly,
'Fast learner, Red. I'll never hurt you; let's enjoy.' She kissed me harder, her saliva in my mouth and licking my face while her hands started to undo my jumpsuit.
She slid the jumpsuit over my shoulders and I closed my eyes as she groaned and explored the skin she'd exposed. She seemed to want to touch me and leave her mark everywhere, she licked and sucked my shoulders and arms covering me in love bites, she nuzzled and squirmed as she licked and bit my armpits. I'd never experienced being wanted so much and found my body reacting.
When her mouth wasn't filled with my flesh she was growling 'Mine' to me over and over. The mixture of the loving caresses and sharp nips and sucks had given me goose bumps and when she turned me over to lick and suck my back the feel of the rough blanket against my skin made my nipples hard.
She turned me onto my back again as I heard the hatch lower. The cell was only being lit by the moonlight at the moment; so it was still very dark. I wondered if the torch being shone our way meant that Tara would stop feasting on me. As the beam of light rested on my exposed tits, I knew the guards were on watching duty as normal.
Tara let out a low growl as she grabbed my tits; she massaged them and pulled at them, rolling my nipples before bringing them to her mouth. I gasped as she sucked hard, grinding her teeth against them as they hardened like bullets. This seemed to drive her crazy, she held a nipple in her mouth and growled as she shook her head from side to side, I was yelping as my nipple stretched even longer. As I squirmed I could feel the wetness between my legs.
Tara suddenly grabbed at my jumpsuit and pulled it away from my body roughly. More light came through the hatch as more torches were switched on. I counted at least three but wasn't sure how many there were as I was too busy trying to hide my pussy from the guards. Tara slid her hand to my throat as she looked my body up and down. She squeezed my throat, her grip was making my head spin so I slowly opened my legs, she relaxed her grip slightly. I opened my legs further apart and saw my bald pussy bathed in light from the torches. So did Tara and she released my throat leaving me panting for air.
The air was squashed out of me as Tara straddled me facing away from me; I could feel the heat from her pussy on my stomach as her hands caressed my thighs. She leaned over and pulled my knees up and my legs apart, exposing my wet pussy even more. I could hear heavy breathing and shuffling from the door as Tara's fingers reached my pussy lips. She pulled me open and spat inside my hole. She pulled harder and squeezed my lips; she was breathing harder too now and her nipples were so hard against my thighs.
She used two fingers from one hand and held my pussy open while she spat again and used her other hand to rub her spit onto my juiced up hole. She groaned as she started to ease two fingers inside me. As I wriggled and whimpered, I could feel her pussy juices on my tummy. She plunged her fingers deep inside me. I squealed as she started to finger fuck me fast and deep. I found myself panting as I heard my pussy start to squelch while Tara's fingers invaded over and over.
She leaned forward further and used her elbows to open my legs further; the room seemed to get even brighter as she pushed a third, then forth finger deep inside me. I was pleading with her not to stop as she stretched my honey hole. She growled in response and spat onto my pussy more, making me pant as she ground her fingers inside me. She started using her other hand on my clit, rubbing and squeezing it as she asked me to open my legs wider.