It is better if you read the preceding chapters, but they aren't a prerequisite for enjoying this.
Rosy was taken to the maximum-security women's prison. The two prison guards responsible for her gazed at her. She was sentenced to three months of nude jail ie: she couldn't wear clothes. This was not unheard of, but was certainly not common. And certainly not for someone who was as hot as her.
The senior guard was named Jan. She gazed at the nude specimen infront of her. Rosy was shuddering with nervousness and humiliation, shame clearly retched on her cheeks. She was handcuffed, and trying to hide her cunt with her cuffed hands, but leaving her tits bare to the public. Her 40H tits made Jan question her own sexuality.
The other one was temporary, a man named Tyrone, responsible for ensuring the integration of Rosy into the prison. He would be gone in an hour. He was known for being too liberal in contraband cavity search, and Rosy was one woman who was a hell of less likely to not be violated during his 'searches.'
'Put your hands on the wall and spread your legs.' Tyrone ordered.
'W...why?' asked Rosy. She was expecting all sorts of indignities in her three month stint from the prisoners, and was prepared to comply, because in a maximum security prison, prisoners would really fuck her up.
'Strip search for drugs is necessary, bitch.' He grinned.
Bitch, thought Rosy. It was clear she wouldn't be getting much respect. And why should she? She was sentenced to nude sentence, ie: she was butt naked, while everyone else was fully clothed in here. Dignity was out of the question.
Forcing the nude beauty against the wall, the officer uncuffed her, put her hands behind her back, and recuffed her. Forcing her hands back made Rosy's oversized tits jut out even more, making Tyrone's mouth water. He wanted to slap them hard, and fuck the shit out of her, but he had to be patient.
'Jan, take her to the search room, I'll be there in ten minutes.' He said, matter-of-factly. Jan complied. Officially, the strip search had to be performed by Jan, with Tyrone playing just a bureaucratic role, but he paid Jan 50$ for each 'search' that he conducted. Jan earned a decent amount from this, given her peanuts salary as a jail guard, so she didn't complain much either. This time, he would need to pay twice, Jan thought.
Jan took her to the search room, and made her sit on the table. Jan went out, switched off the lights, and locked the room, leaving Rosy alone in the cold, windowless room. The room was dark, and Rosy couldn't see much. The chilled breeze blew against her pussy, making it quiver.
After a few minutes, Tyrone came in. Rosy stood up, jutting her tits out again. This time she couldn't put her hands to her crotch to hide her pussy, and Tyrone had a full view of it.
It was shaved, as per the requirements of the prison, but a bit loose, with the outer lips hanging out slightly. Tyrone understood that it is because of her slutty nature. The truth was that it was due to being gangbanged by the three men who had framed her for this crime. Their large cocks, and the large bottle with which she was fucked for hours had permanently ruined her coochie. However, it still looked great, and Tyrone would love fucking it.
'I need to pat you down.' Said Tyrone, with a grin. She was naked, so the patting down was senseless, but Rosy obliged, not having much choice in the matter.
Rosy felt his large hands slide over her arms, and grasping her large tits, fingers sliding over her nipples, which were surprisingly erect. The chilled breeze had done it's work, thought Tyrone. He smirked, twisting her nipples with his forefinger and thumb, and pulling them hard, causing poor Rosy to wince in pain.
He then put on latex gloves for the search. Rosy shuddered. She expected the worst, and wasn't going to be disappointed. She closed her eyes, wanting to pretend this wasn't happening to her. But she couldn't deny the wetness she was feeling in her quivering pussy. She tried to tell herself that it was due to the cold weather, but her cunt knew better. She was slowly turning into a slut after her serendipitous encounter with Jason and the boys.
Rosy felt Tyrone's fingers start to probe her body, poking at her arms. Tyrone probed her ears carefully. He then pushed the tip of her nose up to gaze into her nostrils for residue of drugs. He then probed her mouth checking for any hidden drugs. Rosy opened her eyes in shock as she felt Tyrone's fingers touch her now quivering pussy, itching to explore it.
She moaned a bit, but Tyrone said nothing as he took a small jar of Vaseline from a drawer and started to lube the glove on his right hand. He had to check the butt first!
'Slut, turn around.' He ordered, slapping Rosy's butt lightly. Rosy complied. She didn't want to admit it, but him calling her slut made her pussy twitch again. Oh god, had she been ruined for life by those men? She was not a hussy, for fuck's sake!
Tyrone opened her ass crack to reveal her puckered asshole. He started sliding his finger deep into her now well-fucked hole, and twisting it. Rosy tried to hold back a delicious moan, but failed.
'Mmmmmm...' She moaned. She then heard him chuckle, making her cheeks blush red with embarrassment.
This just seemed to encourage him. He went on, wriggling the finger inside her as Rosy writhed in pleasure mixed with shame. Slowly, her moans became louder and more frequent. He could feel her knees buckling in anticipation, making his cock rock hard. He gripped her clit with his left hand, and pressed hard, while simultaneously adding a second finger in Rosy's asshole, sending her to a loud orgasm.
'Ohhh my gawwwwwwwd!!' Rosy moaned in ecstasy. She started panting, and her knees finally buckled completely, and she fell to the ground, her eyes closed. As her eyes opened, she again understood what had happened. She was indeed becoming a slut, and no matter how much she wanted the opposite, she was being controlled by her twitching cunt more than her mind.
'What the hell, whore?' Tyrone pretended to be disgusted. Rosy was brought back to life by this rude shock.
'S...s...sorry s...sir.' She muttered.
