Steph spent the rest of the afternoon explaining how things worked in the prison. Over time, it became clear that she was much better suited to be warder than I was. I even pointed this out and she simply explained that they wanted a male warden. Besides, Steph would be happy as long as I let her have free reign over the prisoners, something I was happy to allow. At four, we went to the auditorium where the prisoners were already being seated in front of a stage by the other guards. I finally saw all of them at once. There was a great diversity with the youngest being Yvonne, but most in their 20s and the oldest being the former warden, now sitting in solitary. I'd have to make a decision on her soon, but not yet. I buttoned my suit jacket to hide my latest erection and walked up to the podium.
"Hello everyone, I am John Williams, the new warden. I'll keep it short, things are going to run just like they did before and that means it's time to spin thee sex wheel. Steph, who's up?"
"It's Anna's turn!" called Steph.
"Anna, please come up to the stage."
Anna stood up showing off her slim body, covered in tattoos. It was hard to believe someone so petite could be a mob assassin, but she was. Her sentence was the maximum three years, but this was after spending five years in a real prison. This wasn't ideal for her, but better than life with no parole, especially at the age of 27 when she was convicted. At 33, she looked just as beautiful. The Japanese assassin walked up and stood in front of me, stoically awaiting her fate.
"Anna, please spin the wheel," I said, gesturing to a large wheel filled with nearly any sexual act you could dream of. Well... at least ones not too deviant. Anna spun the wheel without any signs of nervousness and I noticed her backside made up for what she lacked in bust. The wheel came to a halt on anal sex. A couple women cheered but were quickly silenced by Steph. A couple other guards brought a table and then went back to hanging out on the sides or groping some of the prisoners.
"Bend over the table Anna," I told her. Without any emotion, she did as I asked and braced herself. Steph walked up to me with a bottle of lube she produced from a pocket.
"May I?" she asked. I nodded and Steph unzipped my trousers and pulled out my cock to lube it up. She was more mechanical than anything as she made sure every inch of my dick was covered in lube.
"That bitch killed at least seven people," Steph whispered in my ear. "Make it hurt."
I slowly walked up and placed my hands on Anna's hips. She made no indication of knowing that I was even there. I smacked her ass hard. Still nothing.
"Spread your own ass, whore," I told her. Anna methodically reached back and spread her ass cheeks with her hands.
"Keep those cheeks spread or else you'll be up for the wheel of pain next," I told her as I inserted my lubed cock into her asshole. As I started to fuck her she helped, holding her ass open, but I wanted her to fail. I spanked her ass again. Nothing. I then lifted a leg onto the table and began truly hate-fucking her. At last, she had some reaction and let out slight whimpers of pain as I tore into her, not caring how much it hurt. The bitch deserved it. SMACK! That one hit at the right angle and the cheek slipped.
"Wheel of pain it is," I said as I continued pounding into her. Anna bit her lip to stop from crying out despite the lube. "You used to be somebody, but now you're... just... my... fucking.... SLUT!"
I slapped her ass one last time as I came inside her asshole. I dismounted her and pulled her upright.
"You're not finished yet bitch," I told her as I led her back to the wheel, but this time it had been replaced with only torture options. "Spin it."
Anna regained some of her stoicism as she spun the wheel without so much as a peep. After what seemed like an eternity, it landed on flogging.
"Prepare her for a whipping," ordered Steph. A guard grabbed Anna's wrists and cuffed them to a beam above her head. Stphanie brought me a black duffel bag. I looked inside and saw it was full of various crops, whips, paddles, and other bondage equipment. I selected a flogger that didn't look too painful.
"Nah," whispered Steph. "Pick the bullwhip."
I rummaged further and found a black bullwhip. It looked painful but I suppose that was the point. I was a bit nervous as I had never whipped a woman before. My ex barely wanted to be spanked. I walked up to Anna and showed her the whip.
"I'm curious," I asked the tattooed Japanese woman in front of me. "Do you feel any remorse for your crimes?"
Anna looked me in the eye. "What's done is done," she said. I took a step back and brought the whip down on the floor with a loud CRACK. Anna's eyes widened and for the briefest of moments, I could see genuine fear.
"Front or back?" I asked Steph.
"Back," blurted out Anna. I glared at her and brought the whip down on her stomach causing an involuntary yelp. I then whipped her across her small but still present A cup tits.
"Did I fucking ask you, bitch?" I growled, whipping her pussy next. Anna went back to biting her lip but two more lashes on the pussy broke her resolve and with each lash of the whip on her tits, stomach, and pussy she screamed out in pain. The audience was amused. I had guessed Anna wasn't very popular.
"How many was that?" I asked Steph.
"Twelve," she replied. I stood directly in front of Anna who was taking deep and shaky breaths.
"I thought it would take longer," I told her. "I'm honestly disappointed."
"Go fuck yourself," Anna hissed. I moved behind her and slapped her ass.
"Why would I do that when I have you?" I asked as I surveyed the large tiger tattoo on her back.