All characters mentioned in sexual references are eighteen years of age or older.
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"The sexual perversion at this institution was frequent and ongoing," the judge said as she looked down at the soon-to-be convicted police officers. "With vulnerable victims and oversight either looking the other way or in some cases actually contributing to the abuse, the amount of sexual misconduct is horrifying."
She looked at her documents, noting the prosecution's recommendation, and prepared to hand down her lengthy sentences.
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Years earlier
Deputy Burton was a short white cop with her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. She had a stern-looking face and permanently furrowed brows, as she stared down at the eighteen-year-old, freckled, wide-eyed, red-headed TV star, who'd been arrested for drunk driving.
Deputy Jones was a chubby, thick black cop, with big boobs and even bigger ass cheeks. Her eyebrows looked pained on and her fake eyelashes were so long one would think they'd hinder the officer's vision.
The two were listening to Tessa's account of her arrest and, in their words, "were having a hard time believing this far-fetched story."
"And you're saying, he did this in full view of his partner?" Burton's unconcerned face asked.
"The other guy just sat there!" Tessa's freckled face pleaded.
"Girl, quit lyin," Deputy Jones said. "Ain't nobody gonna believe that bullshit. Not up in here."
"You had to have seen that!?" Tessa pleaded looking back and forth between the two. "Cameras would've —"
Jones looked at Burton, with the smallest hint of apprehension, before the stern look from Officer Burton inspired a determined look from Jones.
"We saw you get checked in, now sit here and wait," Jones snapped, grabbing Tessa's arm and yanking her down to the bench.
The two guards left Tessa alone. Her head dropped into her hands. She couldn't believe the mess she'd gotten herself into. As bad as it was, at least the night was over.
The sound of a shower snapped Tessa out of her sulking. She knew they'd make her shower and change clothes, but, she couldn't imagine what could be taking so long, or... why she heard a
male voice.
"Keep still...." Tessa heard over the sound of the shower and (was she imagining?) a slight whimper. "..and open up. Wider..."
With a frantic glance to the front, where there was still no sign of Jones and Burton, Tessa slowly rose from the bench. She tiptoed to the corner and peered down the hallway. The shower area was open, the voices got louder as she moved closer.
Tessa peered into the shower and covered her mouth. A gorgeous, tanned-skinned, brunette woman with plump, wide breasts and pouty lips was naked leaning back against the wall. Water from the showerhead gently cascaded off the woman's left shoulder and, squatting down in front of her was a fully clothed, male cop.
The woman's arms and hands were thrown up dramatically, as if she were surrendering. But her fingers were limp and her face was flickering as the cop tugged at her pussy.
The officer had one hand on her hip and two knuckles deep into her vagina. The white cop was clearly stroking in and out of the inmate's pussy while staring up at her face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open in a soft, constant moan.
With Tessa watching through wide eyes, the cop slowly leaned forward and placed his lips on the woman's vagina. The woman barely reacted through her stupor, but for her soft whimpers growing louder. Even from her position hidden around the corner, Tessa could tell the officer was digging his tongue into the woman, fishing for her clit.
"What is you doin!?"
Officer Jones was back and she yanked Tessa's wrist. She was made to go back and sit on the bench with Jones leering over her until the shower was cut off.
Jones left and quickly returned with orange jail gear and white undergarments.
"You'll need to put these on after your shower."
The policewoman walked Tessa to the shower area, now empty, and made her strip naked. Jones didn't avert her eyes. In fact, she smugly stared at Tessa's full round tits and her pink pussy lips.
"I need you to squat all the way down and cough," Jones said, putting the jail garments onto a bench.
Tessa did as she was told, coughing a few times with her buttcheeks open, until Officer Jones was satisfied.
"Mouth open," Jones said. "Under tongue."
'
If I was hiding anything in my mouth,
' Tessa thought, as the cop peered into her open jaws. "
..officer Wolfe would've surely noticed.'
"Okay turn around," Tessa turned and faced the wall, shivering slightly as it was cold in the jail. Jones then came around the side of the naked teen, and turned on the shower, leaning out of the way so her officer's uniform didn't get wet.
Tessa shrieked a little at the cold water before it turned warm and then pleasantly hot. Tessa dropped her arms and welcomed the water on her body. Given her ordeal, this was the most pleasant feeling she'd had all night and she almost forgot where she was. That was until...
"Hands against the wall and stay facing forward!" Jones yelled, putting on some rubber gloves.
*
Burton looked into the drawer with a grin.
So many options.
She dug through the toys until she found a thick, sky-blue dildo, with a ridged shaft and balls.
This'll work.
She sanitized the toy and made her way to the intake showers.
