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State Correctional Facility dealt with the two inmates. All I
knew was in that in a short time there were going to be three
hurting females. I didn't care. I was going to get the most
pleasure from the situation as possible. Damn the consequences.
         As I looked out into the prison yard, I could see the
prison guards struggling to attach the two inmates to the iron
whipping triangle. The two put up a fierce fight but in the end
they were secured and stretched out with backs against each
other. The whipping triangle was rotated so that each inmate
was facing sideways to the vistor's gallery. I then saw the
black female prison guard was joined by a large black male
prison guard. He also was dressed in black leather and had on
an old fashioned executioner's mask. The outfit they wore made
them look like old time executioner's from a bygone era. The
effect was quite good in inspiring fear in the inmates and
excitement fpr the "Special Invitees" watching the drama. The
male executioner stepped up the inmate which held the gun on
me, while the female executioner approached her accomplice.
They both began to strip the inmates. They both wore an off the
shoulder summer dress which was completely inappropriate to the
occasion. With almost no effort both executioners tore the
dresses off the two inmates. They were exposed in this very
sexy underwear. The sexy underwear again showed that every at
the State Correctional Facility was designed to shame,
humiliate and hurt the inmates. Again with almost no effort
these sexy trifles joined the dresses on the floor. They were
now buck naked before the crowd. As I had seen in the shower
room their pussies were shaved and very much on display. The
shooter was stocky with big boobs, much the way I remembered
her on that fateful night. The second one was thin and tall
with somewhat small breasts. They both were cursing at their
executioners. I heard the Deputy Warden say "Get the scold's
bridle with the spiked brank and want these inmates to learn
the price for disobeying the rules". I saw then bring out this
cagelike piece with this hinged spiked ball attached. It looked
ugly and I saw Inmate 89N4973 cringe when it was displayed.
Quickly the executioners attached the cage part to the head of
the inmates. Some sort of liquid was pour over the spiked ball
and two other guards approached with wand like contraption and
pressed the point into each of the inmate's cunt. They scream
loudly and the executioners slammed the spike ball into their
mouths and all of a sudden the prison yard got real quiet. But
the silence was quickly interrupted by the cheering from the
visitor's gallery. The "Special Invitees" were showing their
approval for the treatment of these rebellious criminals. There
was no sympathy in this crowd the convicts. I asked Inmate
89N4973 what those wands were and she told me they were
prisoner prods and were capable on delivering a very nasty
electrical shock upon contact. Inmate 89N4973 said you didn't
want to be touched by those prods especially in the pubic area.

        The executioners now started to rub this gel like
lotion all over the inmate's body. It was been done in a very
sexy manner. I was getting hot watching them rubbing it on.
Inmate 89N4973 could see that the application of this gel to
the inmate's body was turning me on and to my amazement and
approval she went to a cabinet and produced what appeared to be
the same gel like substance. I could see a grin on Inmate
89N4973's face from ear to ear. In fact she been smiling like
that since I first grabbed Susan. I could tell Inmate 89N4973
was enjoying seeing me mistreat the prosecutor. I walked up
behind Susan and started to rub this gel like substance on her
body. Susan immediately started to struggle and scream into the
gag. Not only were both actions ineffective, they made me more
and excited and determined to continue. I was imitating the
executioners in the prison yard. When they rubbed the gel into
the inmate's tits, I rubbed the gel into Susan's tits. When
they move down to the inmate's pussies, I followed suit and
began rubbing the gel into Susan's cunt. As the inmates
struggled as the executioners rub the gel into their bodies so
did Susan. I was having the time of my life. I noticed that
sometimes Susan would lower her head so as to avoid watching
the proceedings in the prison yard. I wanted Susan to see
everything that was happening to the two inmates chained to the
whipping triangle. I asked Inmate 89N4973 if there was anything
I could do to keep Susan from turning away from the proceedings
in the prison yard. Sure enough Inmate 89N4973 returned with
this sort of chin rest that caused Susan to hold her head up.
She might to able to close her eyes but see now couldn't turn
her head away. I really got into rubbing the gel into Susan's
cunt. I began with one finger and then two and before long I
had half my hand up her vaginal canal. I couldn't tell if Susan
was hurting or getting off on the treatment. She was certaintly
twisting her ass and moaning into the gag. I decided to
continue and sure enough I felt Susan come and come and come.
This was great. I now had full control over Susan. She was my
play toy. I was going to take her to the limit of her
endurance. I was again beginning to get hard and this time I
knew exactly where I was going to put my cock.
       The executioners stopped their rubbing of the gel into
the two inmates and were handed this metal contrivance that
looked like a quarter cup bra. Inmate 89N4973 called this metal
apparatus a "whipping bra". I watched in a amazement as they
attacted this contraption on the inmate's tits. They then took
this "U" shaped metal strap and started to press into the base
of the inmate's tits. I could see the tits growing bigger in.
All of sudden the inmate with the small boobs was showing a lot
more tit for the whip. All through this procedure I had my hand
of Susan's tits. I was playfully pinching her nipples.  I asked
if we had one in the room and she said we have something even
better and she returned with this canvass bra. This was no
ordinary bra. The whole inside of the bra cup was covered with
tiny little spikes and the center was cut out to allow the
nipples to be exposed. Inmate 89N4973 said that it was put over
the tits and attached in the back. It was made to tight enough
to force the nipples to protrude. As long as it just hung there
it had very little sensation and the spikes didn't puncture the
skin. This however all changed with the squeezing of the bra
cups. At that point the spikes would pierce the skin causing a
shocking pain to the tit. The usual effect was to cause the
wearer to shake and buck like a mare in heat. This was a great
reaction for a person who might be fucking the wearer at the
moment. I could see that Inmate 89N4973 was enjoying herself
explaining to me every nuance of the bra from hell. Inmate
89N4973 then explained that the gel I been so liberally rubbing
into Susan also aided in the sensation caused by the bra. The
gel was composed of an peanut oil laced with a heavy duty
astringent. To make matters worse, salt crystals had been
liberally added in. When the bra was squeezed the spikes would
puncture the skin and this gel would cause havoc with any open
punctures effectuated by the bra spikes. I approached Susan
from the back. She had no idea what was coming when I placed
the bra over tits. I could see had an immediate effect. Even
before I finished securing the bra with the clasp on the back,
Susan was mewing into her gag and trying to shake the bra off
by wriggling side to side. Once I got the bra secured, I
couldn't resist the temptation to give the cups and good
squeeze. I squeezed the cups real hard and Susan would have hit
the roof if wasn't chained down. Even with the gag on I heard
her scream and violently bob her head. The best part was the
way wriggled her ass like a whore in heat. I knew I was to
enjoy fucking her and squeezing her tits. I bet she never moved
like that before especially for a man. I can see that State
Correctional Facility never missed a trick when it can to
causing shame, humiliation and pain on the female anatomy and I
was about to exploit all the avenues with my revenge on Susan.
Susan made a big mistake challenging my manly fortitude and she
was going to pay the price, just like those two inmates
challenged the ability of the law to punish them for their
criminal acts. In a minute the challenges were about to be met.
Before long their were going to be three females who would
regret their actions for a long time.
        I could hear the "Special Visitors" come alive with
cheers and applause. It was whip time again. This time it was
the male executioner who removed his shirt to show his chest. I
heard the women in the audience cheer. I hate admit it, but he
looked good. He had the chest and arms of a linebacker. I
pitied the inmate who had to taste the bite of his whip. Then
again considering who the victim was, I had no pity. In fact I
wanted him to whip the shit of her. I had come to see these two
suffer and I was enjoying every moment of their corporal
punishment. The whip they were handed was a long black nasty
one. It had two long tails that ended in a flat "V" tips..
Inmate 89N4973 called it a tawse. She said it was especially
made to whip a inmate's tits and cunt. It was especially potent
at striking the nipples and clit of the unlucky inmate
receiving the whipping. I asked Inmate 89N4973 if this whip was
available in this room. Inmate 89N4973 said no. Inmate 89N4973
said that none of the whips used in the prison yard during the
corporal punishment of the inmates were available to the
"Special Invitees" at anytime. The whips used during the
corporal punishment of the inmates were all capable of causing
permanent injury and damages and some of the whips especially
the bullwhip used to inflict the prison stripes could actually
kill the person being whipped if improperly used. There were
never any casualties or disfigurement at the State Correctional
Facility because all the executioners were experts with the use
of their whips. They knew their job. Their job was to cause the
inmate the maximum pain and humiliation without actually
causing any permanent damage. When an inmate left the State
Correctional Facility she learned the meaning of pain and
humiliation, but there were no permanent injuries or even
scares except for the felon brand between her ass cheeks and
the faintest of prison stripes. Except for the felon brand it
was almost impossible to detect any of the various punishment
the inmate received during her prison term. The goal of the
State Correctional Facility was to teach the inmates the errors
of her ways through pain and humiliation, not to cripple her
for life so that the taxpayers had to support her after she got
out. Inmate 89N4973 said that all the whips in this room were
capable of causing pain but the only real damage they could
cause was a very sore ass and possible blisters. She then took
down a interesting red leather paddle and said this would be
great instrument to start with in warming up Susan's ass for my
dick.
        I took the paddle it was two foot long and six inches
wide. It was very flexible, but didn't contain the spikes and
cutouts of the paddles used by the prison guards in punishing
the inmates either in public or privately. Inmate 89N4973 said
the prison guards preferred a wooded paddle because it caused
more damage. A typical wooden paddle with holes could cause an
inmate blisters that didn't heal for a week. The inmates hated
the paddle. It didn't have dignity of the whip and yet it
caused as much pain and discomfort as the whip. Given a choice,
most inmates would rather be whipped then paddled, which was
exactly why every prison guard carried a small paddle while on
duty and was always ready to give a number of swats to the
exposed ass of an inmate forced to bend over without
restraints.     Any inmate that failed to hold the position during
the paddling received the strokes a second time. The paddle I
was given had an very interesting feature. The top edge of the
paddle was a fuzzy furry animal skin. Inmate 89N4973 said the
purpose of this edge was to rub it up and down the slit of the
inmate. To make matters more interesting there was a liquid
that was worked into the paddle's edge that burned the inner
tissues of the cunt upon contact. However it also had the
effect of teasing the nerves of the inner mucous membranes and
clit into causing outrageous orgasms to the recipient of its
caresses. It was just another example how the State
Correctional Facility caused the inmate to suffer the most
dastardly forms of pain and humiliation during their
incarceration. I immediately asked Inmate 89N4973 for the
liquid which Inmate 89N4973 handed to me with pleasure. I
poured it over the furry edge of the paddle and made sure it
soaked in real good up and down the edge. I wiped my fingers
off in Susan's pussy. She bucked and moaned real good. I
guessed the liquid worked. I was ready to see just how an
outrageous an orgasm it really caused.
          Just then the crowd came alive and I heard the first
lash fall. It sounded a lot like the pistol shot I heard the
night these two tried to rob me. This made me very happy. When
I looked, I saw the second lash fall on the nipples of the two
inmates. It appeared that the nipple danced up and down with
the impact of the whip. I could see the two inmates banging
asses together as they reacted to the lash. They weren't
screaming. I think the spikes of the brank in their mouth
dissuaded them from a verbal reaction if possible. I now
realized I hadn't used the paddle on Susan yet. With that I
pulled my arm back and gave a good swat to Susan's ass. It was
an incredible feeling watching the paddle make contact with
those fully exposed ass checks. The way Susan was bent over the
window ledge with her feet spread wide, she was all ass
inviting each swat. I'm not sure that's how Susan felt now. The
dance her ass was doing told me I made good contact. I didn't
dawdle with the second stroke. The next swat was another
beauty, square on the summit of her ass cheeks. I was again
matching the executioners stroke for stroke and enjoying every
minute of it. I was almost delirious with pleasure watching the
two inmates in the prison yard being whipped hard on there tits
while I swung away at Susan's ass. Although the dance might
have looked similar between Susan and the inmates, the results
were completely different. While the tits of the two inmates
were beginning to show the traces of blood from the broken
capillaries, Susan's ass was only beginning to turn a blush
pink. I didn't care that the only flagellatory instruments
available to me couldn't cause any serious damages. The fact
that I was free to swing away without any concern of inflicting
permanent injury only excited me more. I got a very pleasant
surprise. Inmate 89N4973 had moved the Latino inmate in
position to suck my dick while I paddled Susan. This only
inspired me to swing harder as my dick began to take control of
my brain. I lost count of how times the tawse bit the tits of
the two inmates but their tits were becoming a bloody mess.
Then all of sudden the executioners stopped. They began once
again to rub the gel like lotion into the tits of the two
inmates. The "Special Visitors" broke into spontaneous applause
for the executioners. They responded by rubbing the tits of the
inmates in a most provocative manner. There was no doubt that
they were exciting the crowd. I took this opportunity to see if
        I could make Susan come with the furry edge of the paddle. I
began to rub it up and down the slit of her pussy. The first
reaction was a desperate and futile attempt to avoid contact
with the edge of the paddle and it caustic lotion. I continued
my attack on her cunt. I began to press the edge of the paddle
deeper into her slit. I had the nether lips well separated and
I was rubbing harder on her clit. I noticed that the
executioners had also changed their attack. They were both
working on the pussies of the inmates. I could tell they wanted
to make the two inmates orgasm in front of the audience. This
was great. I renewed my efforts with more vigor. I could see
Susan knew exactly what was going to happen. It took awhile but
I could sense that the worm had turned, Susan was no longer
struggling in pain. She was fighting back an outrageous orgasm
that was building in her loins. It didn't take too long to have
Susan and the inmates bucking in the most obscene manner. I
don't know who peaked first. But all of a sudden I heard high
pitch moan and the paddle became covered with a sticky fluid. I
had never seen a women spew come from her cunt before Susan did
it now. She turned a beet red. I don't Susan think ever
orgasmed with such intensity before. I was going to make her do
it again with my dick inside her warm pussy. In the prison yard
I saw the two inmates appear to push down on the fingers of
their tormentors and wriggle an obscene dance and stop in their
tracks. Shortly thereafter the executioners withdraw their scum
coated fingers and wiped it on the inmates. They too were red
with shame on having orgasmed before the crowd.
          However the most outrageous spectacle was coming from
the rail of the visitor's gallery. There was an orgy take place
at the rail. I knew this type of event drew a loose and horny
crowd, but the "Special Invitees" standing at the rail were
beyond description. Up and down the rail area the visitors were
openly having sex or publicly fondling each other. I couldn't
believe my eyes. In fact I couldn't stop watching them for a
while. Almost every woman leaning against the rail was topless
and almost everyone was being fondled, fingered or fucked. All
along the rail the women were having their tits squeezed and
their nipples fingered or sucked. It appeared that all the tits
shone like they were messaged with some lotion. I saw women
bent over like Susan being openly fucked. There were several
couples engaged in oral sex. I saw women with dildos screwing
their partner. If the women enjoyed having their tits exposed,
the men seemed to enjoy having their dicks exposed. It appeared
that almost all the men there were having their penis being
exercised in some way, whether it was by mouth, cunt, ass or
hand, the men were willing to let it all hang out. I couldn't
believe it, but I saw several partners engaged in the whipping
of their partner. The whipping was pretty tamed compared to the
whipping being meted out to the criminals in the prison yard,
but watching this imitation whipping was turning me on. I
thought to myself, if I ever came back to this State
Correctional Facility, I wanted to be with these "Special
Invitees" on the rail using and abusing Susan for all to see.
These activities along the rail couldn't help but foster an
atmosphere of unabashed hedonism from everyone present except
for the inmates. The "Special Invitees" in the rail area were
doing it in the open and enjoying every moment without regard
or caring who was watching. These "Special Invitees" were
enjoying themselves to their fullest and let the rest of the
world be damned. Up and down the rail the couples were coming
all of the place. This was one hell of a crowd. Surprisingly,
the majority of the couples at the rail were women. It could be
these were the cheapest seats and women as a whole now had less
money and political power to be privileged or afford the better
seats. The most likely reason was that the rail area attracted
a certain kind of people who wanted to publicly engage in
sexual activity and the State Correctional Facility condoned
this public sexual activity because it lent to the better
enjoyment of the corporal punishment for the rest of the
"Special Invitees". There is no doubt that the "Special
Invitees" at the rail loosened up the atmosphere a lot. The
State prison authorities were no fools. The authorities knew if
you want to make lots of money, you got to provide what the
People want and the People want sex and violence. Hollywood had
made sex and violence glamorous and the majority of People
can't get enough. The more outrageous the exhibition of sex and
violence being presented for viewing, the more money you can
charge the People for the privileged of being able to be
present at the exhibition. Add in a dose of self righteousness
and the belief that your contributing to a good cause and you
got a winning combination that can't be beat. The "Special
Invitees" in the rail area along with the strategic placement
of inmates by the Facility to the more privileged and richer
"Special Invites" was the sex. The State Penal Law which now
called for the corporal punishment of criminals convicted of
serious crimes was the violence. Together this winning
combination freed the burden of paying for the State
Correctional Facilities from the taxpayer and made them almost
self sufficient. If a little spice from the "Special Invitees"
at the rail made the whole ceremony more enjoyable for everyone
present then by all means let them enjoy themselves. They paid
their money. Let them have their fun. As far as the State
Correctional Facility was concerned, the only ones who should
suffer were the inmates because they deserved to be punished
for their crimes. They fed off society for too long. It was
time society reclaimed the streets and neighborhoods from the
criminals and make them pay for their criminal acts.
a I agreed.
         Ninety per cent of the operating budget to run the
State Correctional Facilities came from private funding. The
State government only contributed ten per cent of the operating
budget. Several years ago the State Legislature passed into law
that the State Penal System had to become self sufficient. The
taxpayers had revolted against a Penal System that was eating
up 40% of the state budget. That meant forty cents on every
dollar paid in State taxes went to keeping inmates feed,
clothed and humanly treated. Adding more fuel to the fire was a
recidivism rate of 55%. More then one half the inmates released
from the State Correctional Facilities, didn't learn their
lesson and went out and committed new crimes against society.
The taxpayers were fed up. A coalition was formed to recall the
State Legislature and only return those elected officials who
would vote to make the inmate's labors the main source of the
money needed to operate the prison. It became called "Hard
Times For Hard Crimes Act" and it worked. The voting public
overwhelming voted to recall the whole State Legislature and
returned only those legislators who pledged to pass the bill
into law. After the election the "Hard Times For Hard Crimes
Act" quickly became the law that the Penal System had to
support itself by any means necessary. The real momentum behind
this movement was the overwhelming success of the previous
"Corporal Punishment Act" which had passed several years before
the "Hard Times For Hard Crimes Act". The "Corporal Punishment
Act" broke the back of the of the crime wave that existed in
the State for years. The largest segment of criminal
population, males 15 to 30 didn't want their asses whipped in
public. With the passage of the "Corporal Punishment Act" male
criminality dropped by eighty-five per cent. The fact that the
male population decreased by 8% along with the end the women's
liberation movement, brought the male unemployment rate to less
then one per cent certainly aided in the decrease of male
criminality. While in turn the women's unemployment rate grew
to over thirty per cent certainly accounted for the dramatic
increase of women criminals. By the time the State Legislature
passed the "Hard Times For Hard Crimes Act" women made up
seventy-five per cent of the inmate population and was growing
The taxpayers didn't want to support these women inmates
anymore. At first there was some resistance to how the system
was being transformed but as the results mounted the resistance
faded. For the state government it was an unabashed success.
The crime rate fell. The headache of paying for the corrections
system was relieved from the taxpayers In fact the State
Legislature passed a 15% reduction in taxes just one year after
the passage of the "Hard Times For Hard Crimes Act". The next
year taxes were reduced by another 10%. Needles to say it made
the voters extremely happy. Sure there were exposes from
certain media sources about the treatment of the women inmates,
but the general feeling was they were getting exactly what they
deserved. If these women criminals wanted to live a life of
crime let them suffer the consequences. The news reports
instead of inspiring the voting public to go back to the former
methods of penology, moved the voters to over overwhelmingly
re-elect the State Legislators and gave them a mandate to make
these women inmates time in the State Correctional Facilities
even harsher and more profitable. Again the results were
encouraging. Several years after the passage of the "Hard Times
For Hard Crimes Act" the recidivism rate dropped to less then
20%. Less then one in five of the inmates released from the
State Correctional Facilities were committing new crimes after
their release. These factors of decreased taxes and decreased
crime allowed the State Correctional Facilities to evolve into
the present penal system. As long as the State Correctional
Facilities continued to support itself and aid in the decrease
of crime nobody was going to rock the boat. The sexual and
physical exploitation of the women inmates seemed not to bother
the voting public as long as the success continued. The public
sentiment was in favor of making the criminal pay for their
crimes. Better the criminal suffer in the State Correctional
Facilities then the public suffer in the streets of their
neighborhood as they did before the penal system was
transformed. If little whipping and sex kept the inmates from
going out and repeating their criminal acts then let them feel
the whip and be of sexual service. You can't argue with success
and voters liked the new found money in their pockets and the
safer streets.
      All of sudden I heard the bite of the lash again and a
muffled scream. I was paying such close attention to the sexual
activities of the "Special Invitees" along the rail I had
forgotten about the two inmates getting their corporal
punishment in the prison yard. But the sound of the bite of the
        lash and reaction of the two inmates made me focus again on
the main event. The executioners had changed their attack. They
were now concentrating their efforts on the freshly shaven
pubes of the two inmates. The results of the whip hitting the
pubes was almost instantaneous. After just a couple of lashes
the whole pubic area of the two inmates was turning a deep red.
I was now determined to make Susan's ass match that deep red.
With renewed vigor I began swatting at that those two lovely
ass cheeks. I in a minute I had Susan's ass dancing to the tune
of my paddle. In the prison yard the two inmates were doing a
dance of their own. Their freshly shaven pubic area was showing
dots of blood and I could hear a low moan from their mouth.
Meanwhile the Latino inmate was doing a masterful job sucking
my cock. I was getting hard like a rock. The executioners
continued to work on the pussies of the two inmates. There was
now some serious bleeding from the pubes of the inmates. The
whipping triangle was swaying back and forth as the inmates
reacted to each lash. They were bumping their asses into each
other good. It appeared that several times the executioners got
the tawse tips right inside the exposed nether lips of the
inmate's cunt. One particular lash inside the slit made the
inmate jump and give a scream clearly audible to everyone. I
saw blood coming from her mouth and I knew that spiked brank
must have ripped up her mouth. After several more vicious
lashes to the cunt's of the inmates the executioners stopped
and began to wipe the inmate's body with a rag. The dried blood
was first removed from the inmate's tits and then their cunts.
I took the opportunity to start once again working the furry
edge of the paddle into Susan's slit. I had done a good job of
turning Susan's ass red with the paddle. When I touched her ass
cheeks it was hot and that was not the only thing hot. The
Latino inmate was working her mouth up and down my extremely
rigid rod. I was ready to give Susan a good dose of cock, but
first I wanted to take her to the brink of coming when I stuck
my dick in her cunt. I moved the edge of the paddle up and down
the slit with pressure. I centered the edge on the clit and
began to work it. Susan was bucking and whining like a cat in
heat. Outside the two inmate's were experiencing a new
humiliation. The grip of the tawse was shaped liked a dildo and
the executioners were now using this end of the whip up the
cunt's of the inmates. The "Special Invitees" were cheering and
clapping at this new method of humiliation. When I saw the
executioners put the whip handles up the pussies of the two
inmates and move them up and down to force another shaming
orgasm, I had to put my cock up Susan's pussy and that is
exactly what I did. I removed my cock from the Latino inmate's
mouth and shoved it quickly into Susan's open pussy. It went in
easily. Susan was hot and wet. Almost with the instant I lodged
my cock up her cunt, Susan began to hump me with abandon. Even
with the gag in Susan's mouth I could hear here clearly scream,
"Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me Hard you Bastard". She didn't need
to say it again. I went to work on her cunt like a wild man.
All of a sudden I felt a tongue on my asshole and then up my
rectum. Inmate 89N4973 had gotten behind me and was
administering the slave's kiss. She was also squeezing my balls
gently. This new sensation drove into complete abandon. The
only thing I could feel was the sensation of cock up Susan's
cunt and the tongue of Inmate 89N4973 in my ass. I had my hands
on Susan's hips when I remembered about the special bra she was
wearing. I leaned over Susan's back got my hands around each
bra cup and squeezed with       all my strength. The reaction was
immediate. Susan yelled so loudly I though the gag had come out
of her mouth but it didn't. Susan now bucked and moved her ass
like her life depended on it. I was totally lost in space.
There could have a bomb explosion in the room and I wouldn't
have moved. Every ounce of my energy was in my dick. I don't
know how long I was in this delirium, but all of a sudden the
dam burst. I felt it from the tips of my toes to follicles of
my hair, the orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. At this point
Inmate 89N4973 was rapidly pumping her tongue in and out of my
asshole and really squeezing my balls. It seemed to take
minutes before the sensation subsided. In the midst of my
orgasm, Susan erupted like Mount Visovulus. She was bobbing and
dancing like their was fire beneath her feet. She was screaming
gibberish loudly from her gag and all of sudden she fainted
dead away.
        I got scared. I realized I was still squeezing Susan's
tits and I immediately let go. I got the gag out her mouth at
ounce. Quickly, I along with Inmate 89N4973 moved to untie
Susan and get her on the couch. We laid her down popped her
head up and got her a cold drink. When I put the cold glass to
her lips she immediately opened her eyes and I knew then that
she wasn't in any real danger. She gulped the liquid down.
Susan then looked directly at me and said, "You fucking
bastard, you just made taste the strongest orgasm of my life,
you son of a bitch". I could see the smile on Susan's face from
ear to ear. I jumped on her like football player and began
frenching her mouth. Susan responded in turn. After several
minutes I got off of Susan. I could tell something had changed.
She was no longer the cold calculating bitch in charge. Susan
had become a horny female who wanted to be screwed and got
exactly what she wanted. Susan then turned to me and said, "I
was right, you were the "man" I wanted even though you didn't
act like it at first". I was right this bitch needed to be
mastered. She had no respect for being a gentleman. She would
have teased and abused me until I finally took control or
folded. I was getting mad at "Susan" again. If she wanted to be
mastered then that's exactly the way I was going to treat her.
I wanted to know how Inmate 89N4973 seemed to know that Susan
wanted this type of treatment all along. I asked Inmate 89N4973
if she know that Susan wanted me to take control and subdue
her. Inmate 89N4973 said she had been briefed previous to our
arrival about the tastes of the "Special Invitees" she would be
required to serve. The State Correctional Facility made every
effort to cater to the individuals tastes of the "Special
Invitees". Inmate 89N4973 went to explain, although the State
Correctional Facility had no record of your proclivities,
Susan's desires were well documented. Susan it appeared had
visited this State Correctional Facility just a month ago with
a fellow  A.D.A., a lady friend of hers. They obtained a
position at the rail and put on quite a show for the rest of
the "Special Invitees". The records show that they both enjoyed
using the whip and dildo on each other throughout the entire
day's corporal punishments. I looked at Susan, she  was
blushing and being very quiet. I was getting annoyed that Susan
kept this information from me.  Then Inmate 89N4973 dropped the
bombshell. The only reason Susan was invited back so quickly
since her last "Special Invitation" was because she told the
State Correctional Facility that you requested to be present
when the two muggers you captured were punished and that it was
your desire to have the A.D.A. who prosecuted the two inmate's
to be present with you when they were whipped. The State
Correctional Facility was honored to reward the hero who
captured two armed robbers single handily and quickly granted
the "Special Invitation". I was setup by Susan from the
beginning. She used me to get invited back to State
Correctional Facility and continued to use me until I had to
put a stop to it. I was mad and Susan could tell.
        Susan looked at me and said "You're mad aren't you, how
about you tie me down real tight like before, whip me good and
fuck me up the ass". My mouth dropped and I was shocked again.
I looked at Susan and I could tell she meant. I guess she
realized that she had helped her cause when the smile crept
across. I asked Susan if she been used up the ass before and
she replied "Not by a man with a big cock like yours". I could
tell that Susan was pulling out all the stops to calm me down
and get me in a sexy mood again. I had to admit I was starting
to feel the sex juices flowing again, but I was not going to
let Susan off lightly for her deceptive and abusive conduct. I
turned to her and told her that I wanted to use a real whip on
her ass this time not a paddle. Susan's reply, "Go on and
fucking whip me". I looked at the wall and saw the whip I
wanted. It had a long thick handle shaped like a dick and from
the handle there emerged twenty or twenty-five leather throngs
about one-quarter inch by three feet. Inmate 89N4973 quickly
got the whip and she called it a "flogger". She said it was
great for whipping broad surfaces like a women's bent over ass.
With the proper use of this whip, it can turn the recipient's
ass a very dark red. Inmate 89N4973 said that although the whip
wouldn't break the skin, the prolonged and forceful use of this
whip would cause enough pain and discomfort to prevent the
person whipped from wanting to sit down on her ass for several
days. I could see that Susan wasn't smiling at that thought. I
called Susan over and showed her the whip. In fact I let the
throngs gently caress her ass cheeks which were still pink from
the paddle. She moaned ever so lightly. She asked if that was
the whip I going to use on her ass as if she didn't know. I
then rubbed the cock like whip handle up and down her slit
which was still wet from our fucking. Her cunt juices covered
the handle and Susan blushed from embarrassment. I continued to
rub it up and down her pussy to enforce the shame. The State
Correctional Facility's method of inmate control by shame,
humiliation and pain was becoming very useful tool for me in
handling Susan. I told Susan to lick the handle clean and to
ask nicely for me to whip her. She looked at me with pleading
eyes but started to lick the handle quite erotically. I
couldn't resist the chance to finger her pussy. It was wet and
I could tell she was hot again. As I continued to finger her
pussy Susan in pleading voice said, "If you're going to whip me
hard, let one of the inmate's eat my pussy during the
whipping". I was thinking about it when Susan added, "We can
sixty-nine". I liked that idea so I agreed.
         The executioners once again began spreading the gel
like liquid on the bodies of the two inmates. This time it was
serious business. The inmates bucked and rotated as the gel
penetrated and burned the bruised skin of their tits and cunts.
I heard several aborted screams of each of the two inmates. I
began again applying the gel like liquid to Susan's body. I
asked if she like the feel and all Susan said was a curt "No".
That's why I begin to work the gel into her ass cheeks and
pussy even more vigorously. In a minute I had Susan moaning and
shaking her ass. Several times Susan stopped herself from
screaming by burying her mouth in the Asian inmate's pussy. I
was having a good time working the gel into the inner ass
cheeks and anus. I made sure to insert my fingers deep into
Susan's pussy. I even stuck two fingers up her ass and she let
out a good scream. She was tight. I couldn't wait to stick my
dick in there. I heard applause from the crowd. I looked and
saw two bras like Susan was wearing except these were a lot
more frightening. The bra Susan was wearing had small spikes,
the bra the guards had in the prison year contained three inch
spikes and unlike Susan's bra there were no cut outs for the
nipples. With this bra, squeezing the cups meant squeezing the
spikes into the nipples too. Susan's bra was meant to cause
pain, the bra in the prison yard was meant to cause a lot of
pain. The executioners took the bras and placed them over the
inmates tits. In a second there were several full throated
screams bellowing from the inmates. The air bubbles in the
plastic container indicated that the urine was flowing freely
into the mouths of the inmates and I saw them swallow several
times. After what must have been an eternity for the two
inmates the executioners tightened the clasp in the back and
were finished putting on the bras. Just as I anticipated, the
executioners could resist giving the bras a good squeeze. My
hands were on Susan's bra cups when I saw the grin on the
executioners' face as they squeezed the two inmates bra. I had
Susan singing in harmony with the two inmates in the prison
yard. I saw tears in Susan's eyes. If couldn't help but remark
to Susan, "That sometimes it hurts to be bitch and tease to
your man". Susan didn't answer, instead she buried her mouth
into the Asian inmate's cunt and bit her. I heard the Asian
inmate scream. I immediately squeezed Susan's bra especially
hard and kept squeezing until she lifted her mouth away from
the inmate's cunt. I then grabbed by the hair, lifted her face
up and slapped her hard five times across the face. That was
the second time I ever hit a women. Susan must have realized
her mistake because she began to apologize and promise not to
do it again. I told her that she would be punished for this
behavior at the appropriate time. I thought of hooding her or
immobilizing her mouth against the cunt of the Asian inmate,
but decided I wanted her to see the corporal punishment of the
two inmates in the prison yard and wanted her from time to time
to lift her head up and give out a good scream. I asked Inmate
89N4973 what equipment there was for bad girls who bite. Inmate
89N4973 handed me two circular mouth guards like the inmate in
the limo wore. One circular mouth guard had a smooth round
whole, while the other had spikes that pointed inward towards
the tongue. I showed the two mouth guards to Susan. I started
to put the spiked mouth guard into Susan's mouth when she began
plead, "Give just one more chance, I will not misbehave again,
Please don't put those spikes in my mouth, I will be as good as
Gold, Please even criminals are given one chance to prove they
can obey. Please one more chance." I liked hearing Susan beg.
It made me feel that I was making progress in reforming this
bitch. I told her that criminals get only one chance to make
amends. I asked Susan what happens to criminals when the
misbehave the second time? Susan answered without hesitation,
"They get punished badly". Susan knew that she just had her
last chance. If she misbehaved again I will punish her very
badly. I put the circular mouth guard without the spikes into
Susan's mouth and secured it behind her neck. I could say that
Susan put up no resistance to the placement of the circular
guard in her mouth. When I was finished and I saw the way Susan
looked, I knew I was going to make use of the circular mouth
guard soon.
        Out in the prison yard the two inmates were being
fitted with waist belts around their two waists. The waist
belts looked like ordinary waist belts except these waist belts
was wider and had spikes on the inside . The executioners put
the waist belt on the two inmates without much ado. The next
item looked real strange. It started out as a two thin leather
straps that changed into a wide web like bag and from the
bottom of the bag two spiked circular straps like the one Susan
was about to wear. I then noticed gloved prison guards bring
out these red pointy and spiked leaves. I turned to Inmate
89N4973 who gulped at the sight of the leaves and only said
"Scorpion Nettles". I immediately guessed what was going into
the wide web bag. Carefully not to injure themselves the
executions began filing up the web bag with the "Scorpion
Nettles". The kept filling the bag until the "Scorpion Nettles"
were bursting out of the web like material. It was evident that
web like bag held the "Scorpion Nettles" together but didn't
prevent the nettles from making contact with the surface of
anything the bag touched. I had no doubt that the bag would
touch the two inmates' cunts. Again four prison guards ascended
on the punishment dais that held the iron whipping triangle.
They grabbed the waists of the two inmates and yanked them
apart at the waist. Quickly the executioners secured the web
bag holding the "Scorpion Nettles" to the front of each
inmate's waist belt. Once the bag was securely buckled to the
waist belts the prison guards let the waist of the inmates go
causing the two inmates cunts to go crashing into one another.
But the minute the red and raw pubic skin touched the inmates
let out their loudest scream yet and    flung their asses out and
away from each other. Inmate 89N4973 said it was going to be
long day for these two inmates. After all the straps are
tightened the "Scorpion Nettles" will be touching the surface
of the inmate's cunts. Just that touching alone will create
incredible itching and pain. However during the course of the
whipping these inmates will undoubtedly be forced to grind
their pussies into one another in reaction to the whip lashes
striking their ass. This inevitable grinding would cause the
"Scorpion Nettles" to rub up hard against the inmate's pubic
area and puncture their skin. When that happened the pain is
beyond description. By the time the whipping is over the nether
lips will probably be swollen to two or three times its normal
sizes. Just a breeze blowing on the cunt will cause pain. After
a couple of minutes of rubbing their pussies against each other
and the "Scorpion Nettles", they will curse the day they ever
met one another. The pain caused by the "Scorpion Nettles"
getting under their skin would probably cause them to faint a
couple of times during the whipping. I asked Inmate 89N4973 if
this double whipping was common. Inmate 89N4973 said the rule
at the State Correctional Facility, was that if you committed
the crime together then you better be prepared to face the
consequences together. It was common policy to whip
co-perpertrators together and will keep them together for a
good part of their incarceration. After today, for a long
period of their incarceration the State Correctional Facility
will make them live together, punish them together even if only
one of the co-perps was at fault. Occasionally for the
entertainment of the staff and the "Special Invitees" the State
Correctional Facility would make them fight against one another
in a whip contest, the loser must be severely beaten and sexual
used by the victor. The whole object of this policy by the
State Correctional Facility was to make sure that when
co-perpetrators split up from each other, they never want to
see each other again as long as they live.
      I could hear a gasp from the visitor's gallery. The
executioners were heating up the oil that would be injected
into the rectum of the two inmates. It looked very scary. The
oil was being heated in a glass container under a flame. I
asked Inmate 89N4973 what temperature the oil was heated to.
Inmate 89N4973 said so didn't know the actual temperature of
the oil, but when injected up the rectum the recipient feels
like their whole colon was being burned away. The insertion of
the hot oil up the ass of the two inmates could be the most
painful procedure performed at the State Correctional Facility.
However the reality was that the oil heated only to the point
of being painful to the inmates but not hot enough to cause any
damage the inmate's colon and upper intestines. The State
Correctional Facility knew exactly the temperature that
produced the most pain to the inmate without causing any damage
to the inner tissues. Scientifically that sounded good, but if
it was your ass that was about to injected with a quart of hot
oil you might not care about the scientific facts, only the
overwhelming pain shooting up your ass. After the executioners
were satisfied that the oil was at the correct temperature,
they turned off the flames and pour the contents into large
brass syringe. The most noticeable feature was its end. Instead
of a long needle at the end, there was a long thin black enema
nozzle. It was about one inch around but four inches long. It
was clear that this syringe would be felt when inserted up the
anus. I also noticed was looked like a black mushroom. Inmate
89N4973 called it a bung. The purpose of the bung was to expand
upon entrance past the anal sphincter muscle and contact with
the hot oil. When the mushroom end was expanded was impossible
to expel from the anus. When the hot oil cooled the bung
contracts and with a maximum effort the bung could be shitted
out. The bung made sure the hot oil remained up the rectum.
        Again the four prison guards mounted the punishment
dais. This time each guard grabbed an ass cheek and pulled them
apart. I could see the two inmates assholes fully exposed. The
executioners approached with the brass syringe and bung in
hand. The executioners first squirted a small shot of the hot
oil on the surface of the anus for lubrication. The
executioners then pushed the enema nozzle of the syringe past
the anus ring and inside the two inmates. The executioners in
one strong squeeze emptied the contents of the large brass
syringe up the asses of the two inmates. It took a while to
empty a quart of hot oil into the two inmates insides. The
reaction from the two inmates was instantaneous. They produced
the loudest screams of the day and rock and lurched so
violently that it appeared they trying to tear the iron
whipping triangle down. The four prison guards had to remount
the punishment dais to hold the two inmates steady for the
executioners to insert the bung up their ass. With considerable
effort the four prison guards finally managed to get hold of
the two inmates ass cheeks and hold them apart for the
executioners to push the bung into place. The executioners did
their job and planted the bung securely up the ass of the two
inmates. They immediately grabbed the two dangling round spiked
straps and threaded it through the two inmates ass cheeks and
buckled it tight with the waist strap. This final buckling
insured that the two inmates could not pull away from each
other during their whipping. Throughout their corporal
punishment they will be in contact with each other, joined at
their mouths and cunts. Since the injection of the hot oil of
their asses, the two inmates had not stopped screaming
wriggling. You could tell they couldn't stand still if their
life depended on it. They had disobeyed the prisons rules by
talking and not standing still during the reading of their
sentences and now they were paying the price. For the first
time I actually had some pity for them. They being tortured in
all directions. There was urine invading their mouths and
stomachs. There was a quart of hot oil up their asses. There
pussies were being eaten alive by the "Scorpion Nettles" and
their whipping had not even started. Inmate 89N4973 was right,
these two inmates were in for a hard day. I could see why the
State Correctional Facilities were so successful at making sure
the criminals didn't return to a life a crime after being
released. I couldn't imagine anyone who would ever want to face
this kind of punishment again in their lifetime. Although at
this point I pitied them because of their suffering, I believed
that were getting every punishment they deserved. If this was
the way to prevent these two from repeating their criminal
behavior so be it.
          Now that the two inmates were fully prepared to
receive their whipping, it was time to make the final
preparations on Susan for her punishment. I took the loose
spiked back strap and placed it between Susan's ass cheeks. I
made sure that the small back dildo was lined up with her
asshole. I knew Susan was not about to open her anus to allow
the dildo to enter. I would have force the dildo past Susan's
sphincter muscle. This would be good practice for later when I
have to shove my dick up her ass. Susan's asshole was well
lubricated by the gel I had liberally spread to that entire
area. I leaned down on the small down dildo and pushed on it
with all my might. At first I didn't think I could get the
dildo past her anus, but with continued effort I felt the
asshole give way and the dildo rammed in. I immediately then
attached this strap to Susan's waist belt. Susan was putting on
quite a show. She was bucking and screaming with all her might.
But she was not directing her feelings towards me. I could tell
that was beginning to have Susan where I wanted. An obedient
bitch ready to satisfy my desires whatever they may be. Inmate
89N4973 now approached with two glycerol suppositories she
called "figgs". Inmate 89N4973 also had a bung for insertion
into the Asian inmate's anus to keep her "figg" in place.
Inmate 89N4973 now went up to the Asian inmate and pulled her
ass cheeks apart giving full view of her asshole. I first
rubbed some of the gel on the Asian inmate's anus. After a
little rubbing of the anus I was able to insert a finger. After
a little effort I able to get two fingers in. I now carefully
removed my fingers and inserted the "figg" in the inmates ass.
I then quickly jammed the bung home in the asshole of the Asian
inmate. She went off like a bomb. The Asian inmate was shaking
every part of her body and screaming into Susan's pussy. I
could tell that the Asian inmate's mouth was tightly bound to
Susan's cunt. Although the Asian inmate was screaming on the
top of her lungs, only muffled sounds were coming out. I could
see that Susan was scared based on the Asian inmate's reaction
to the "figg". Although the Asian inmate was causing Susan to
bounce like a trampoline, the insertion of the "figg" into
Susan would be easy. I unscrewed the cap on the back strap,
removed the push rod from the dildo, inserted the "figg" into
the hollow core and rammed it up Susan's ass with the push rod.
The reaction was glorious. Susan rocked and bounced in her
bonds like a ship being tossed in a sea storm. She was begging
to get the fire out of her ass. Susan and the Asian inmate were
being contortionists. They were weaving and jumping in the most
delightful manner. I could see Susan was beginning to feel she
might have bit off more then she could chew.
      Inmate 89N4973 said the suppositories were ginger based
and would cause extreme discomfort when introduced into the
rectum. I asked if it was like the hot oil shot up the two
inmate's ass. Inmate 89N4973 said they were a lot like except
for intensity. Again the ginger suppository in Susan would
cause pain, the hot oil inside the two inmates would cause a
lot of pain. Inmate 89N4973 said there was another big
difference. The hot oil shot up the two inmate's ass was laced
with a nasty laxative. That after the burning sensation
subsides as the oil cools, the urge to shit caused by the
laxative will make its presence felt. Long after the burning
has stopped the two inmate's will be experiencing monster
cramps. It won't be long that they will be pleading to be
allowed to relieve themselves. The two "figgs" on the other
hand have been laced with a strong aphrodisiac. As the burning
sensation in Susan's ass subsides the need to be fucked will
take over. In a little while Susan would be mad with desire.
Shortly thereafter Susan will be screaming for you to fuck her.
I looked forward for Susan to be screaming at the top of her
lungs to be screwed. Susan was about to come a long way from
that snot nose A.D.A. bitch that was going to order me around
and use me as a fool. If revenge was sweet my revenge on the
two inmates about to get their asses whipped in the prison yard
and Susan about to feel the bite of my whip was beyond sweet it
was cataclysmic.
           The stage was set for the punishments to begin.
Before I started whipping Susan I wanted set up certain rules
for to following during her punishment. I grabbed Susan by the
hair and pulled her face up. She was still screaming from the
reactions to the "figg". I threatened to insert a spiked dildo
in her mouth if she didn't shut up. The threat worked, Susan
managed to calm down. I then put the flogger in front her faced
and told her to kiss it. I then laid down the rules of her
whipping.

        "You will receive at least fifty lashes. Before each
      lash your face will be buried in the Asian inmate's
      cunt. After the lash has fallen any reaction such as
      screaming will be done with your mouth still up against
      the inmate's pussy so as to muffle the sound and spare
      my ears from your reactions.
         Thereafter you are to lift your face and calmly speak
      the whip count and thank me. As "one lash thank you". If
      you should lose count I will start again from. If you
      pick your head up and fail to muffle your scream that
      will considered misbehavior and you will receive an
      additional five lashes. Lastly when your mouth is
      buried in the Asian inmate's cunt I expect your tongue
      to be busy licking her cunt. This is your one chance
      to prove you can behave. Do you understand Susan"

To these orders Susan answered, "YES MASTER". She called me
master. The bitch was learning. I could feel my dick respond to
Susan calling me master. I got behind Susan and waited. I
wanted to time my first lash with the executioners in the
prison yard. I want to be in harmony with the two inmates about
to get the worst whipping of their life. Everything was now set
for the corporal punishment. In less then a minute, several
females are going to learn a lesson they will never forget. I
was ready, able and willing to make the whip sing.






        
