All of the wardress trainees were
assembled in the Matrons office for their daily lecture. The Matron was
in her early 40's and still a quite goodlooking woman who liked to keep
herself in shape and physically well fit.
As usual before the lectures, she walked slowly around the big room in
silence, holding a crop behind her. This gave her well trained body a
good carriage as well as it also expressed her dominant authority.
"It is a good thing that the younger boys - at least most of them -
still has some natural shame in them. And feelings. I like feelings..
you will soon find out - as some of you have already found out
yourselves - that it is quite easy to use humiliation of a shy boy as a
part of the punishment. So, young ladies, almost everything you can
think of in that area is also allowed behind these walls for as long as
I am the Matron here. Sexual humiliation can be quite efficient
sometimes. And I cannot see any reason why you should not use it,
because bear in mind that most of these huligans here have sexual
assaults, violence and rapes in their long lists of offenses and
crimes, and it is our - and it will mainly be your job to pay them back
with the same medicine. That is the only thing that seems to work. The
main thing is that the boy is taught a good lesson. Make him submit
himself to you completely, use your imagination! That is the main
reason why I want female guards, young ladies in the same age as the
deliquents here, girls similar to those they used to harress in the
streets. As guards and diciplinarians in this institution I think you
will do them a lot of good - no matter how humiliating or painful it
may be for them at first. I was pleased to hear from my regular staff
that the majority of you new trainees really seems to have it in you -
some of you even seems to enjoy it!" the Matron told the assembly of
the young trainees when they entered their final face in their training
program.
And her words had fallen into fruitful soil. Young women can be just as
inventive, wonderfully mean and just as sex-minded that young men can
be when they are given the right circumstances and an openminded forum
to truly explore the bizarre world of their dominant but also most wet
fantasies. The straddling stocks was just one of those results
developed that same night encouraged by some wine and a lot of
giggling. The main inventors was reported to be two of the trainees:
Janita Barnes and Gina Serrano.
* * * * * * *
Later that same night when most of the trainees were gathered in the
recreation room for the prison staff, one of the regular female guards
told them that the Matron had a lot of experienece in handling
arrogant, young men and that she surely knew what she was talking
about.
"Every boy or man has a week spot", the female guard said and told the
girls about her first year in a prison for males.
"I was 25 at the time and still almost as wet behind my ears as in some
other place when I had my first georgeous, handsome man facing me
spreadeagled and naked in a whipping frame – and I had never whipped a
man’s genitals before.. you know what I mean ..." she said and eyed the
girls.
She could see that she had caught their attension and that they knew
very well what she meant.
”Well, let me tell you about the Matron. One of the other prisoners
among the inmates, Freddie "Tiger" Johnson as he was called, had been
whipped several times, but he always took the pain stoicly and without
any visible reaction, neither did he respond in the natural way even if
there were several young female guards watching. I must tell you that
it was quite frustrating for us women guards to break him. He just
continued to grin at us and made indecent comments every time we passed
by. He soon became some a kind of a leader amongst the inmates who
seemed to have more authority in the whole prison than any of us guards
or the staff.
Our Matron was also a regular guard there at that time, around 30 then,
and it was she who gave me the key to the problem... I noticed that
"Tiger" Johnson was quite ticklish... she said one night after she had
assisted in stripping him for another flogging in the nude. The next
thing she did was to consult the prison medics and learned about the
most ticklish spots in a human body. I was assisting her when she had
the male guards fasten "Tiger" Johnson naked to an iron ladder.
Equipped with some harsh feathers, she started to experiment...and I
admit I enjoyed watching that. First he was biting his teeth together
and took quite well the tickling of his armpits and feet, but then,
when she accidently touched the cleft in his ass with a finger, his
body suddenly strained against the ladder and gooshide covered his
skin. Almost immediately his cock raised.. and believe me.."Tiger"
Johnson had quite a thing. At that moment I knew she had found his week
spot, and I was most eager to assist in having him repositioned for a
real treat.
He was strapped face down on a short table and she was sitting right
behind him, having his hips raised and resting against her knees. His
legs was forced apart as much as possibly in order to have his anus and
the clevage between his buttocks completely opened and helplessly
displayed. At that stage "Tiger" Johnson had certainly realised that he
was about to experience something nasty because his body seemed quite
tense and I saw how desperately he tried to close his buttocks. When he
realised that this was impossible his cock suddenly stiffened I could
see a smile on the Matron's face when she parted her thighs just enough
to clamp his big rod of meat pushing down between her knees.. which is
quite an erotic experience for a woman too, I can tell you, I have
tried it...
Well, then she just started to tickle his clevage and anus with a harsh
feather. And believe me, "Tiger" Johnson went really crazy. I saw her
clamping her knees around his cock as hard as she could to keep his
wildly dancing ass in place. And his shrieks mixed with his unnatural,
panic-stricken laughters were so loud that she told me to gag him.
Before the gag was put into his mouth, "Tiger" Johnson begged her....
for the first time in his life I think.. he really begged her not to do
that to him, that he could not take it... but she didn't give him any
mercy. Gosh, I loved to hear "Tiger" Johnson beg! Was he ticklish! She
really had his ass bounching across her lap in one of the wildest
assdance I have ever seen a man perform when the harsh feathers danced
between his buttocks, along his clevage, around and around his rosy
brown anus and then directly on the rosy spot. And all that gooshide!
To see his muscular body shining of sweat and writhing against those
leather restraints like he was having an never-ending orgasm. And she
went on and on and on... and she did not not stop until one of the
guards told her that he surely had enough. I don't doubt a moment that
"Tiger" Johnson didn't suffer a treat that was more than he could take,
but - as strange as it may seem - he must also had other experiences,
because at least two times during the tickling I saw his huge cock
shooting out sperm between her clamping knees. His seed was all over
her calves and shoes when she was finished. Then they finally released
"Tiger" Johnson from the belts that kept him fixed to the table. After
his gag was removed he rolled on the floor for several minutes,
squirming, laughing and crying hysterically, clamping and rubbing his
ass with both hands.
Anyway, the next time we had the inmates lined up for inspection
"Tiger" Johnson had lost his usual grin. When the Matron and I stopped
in front of him he almost froze on the spot, then he suddenly started
to shake and urinated in his trousers. This could be seen and heard by
everyone. Then I knew we had him... had him for good.."
The girls had listened to the tale - interrupting the guard now and
then by some uncontrolled gigglings - partly caused by the influence of
the strong wine that also kept them warm and in a most receptive mood
of mind. The third bottle of wine was opened and the athmosphere among
the girls were most joyful as their fantasies leaped into new, mostly
utopic dimensions of a most bizarre but highly erotic nature.
"How about a short, extra inspection tour downstairs?" Sandra Bellow
asked with her eyes shining the way her eyes always sparkled after a
few glasses of strong wine.
In the dim light of the recreation room nobody noticed that she was
really turned on. Sandra was the oldest of the trainees - they had just
celebrated her 23rd birthday - but also one of the most beautiful ones.
The Matron had congratulated herself when she had seen Miss Bellow's
application. To have a girl of her beauty and enormous sex appeal as a
guard in her establishment would really do the trick.
Miss Bellow was generally known by her artist name Coco, a photo model
that had been almost too much in some TV commercials. However, working
only as a freelance model her income was sometimes quite modest, and
she was really looking for a steady job at the side of her modelling
career.
Sandra had ever since her early puberty had a rather strong appetite
for sex, mostly turning onto the bizarre behaviour, and the tales told
that evening in the guards quarters had somehow made her feel very hot.
Also she congratulated herself in finding this opportunity to live out
her hottest fantasies..and even to be paid for it!
She could still remebember a few years back when she was still in
highgschool, how she used to fantazise about some handsome boys in her
class.. and especially about corporal punishments of the boys - during
which she always was present… The football team leader tied up and
naked in front of her with his genitals fully exposed while she decided
how many lashes of the cane he would receive across his bared
ass......the taste of absolute power and domination.... Sandras wet
fantasies...
"Well, what do you say?"
"Why not.. I'll join you, but we must be careful. I don't think we are
allowed to do that on our own...yet", Janita Barnes said.
”We were told to be invetive…” Sandra Bellow said with her eyes shining
unusually bright as they always did after a few glasses of some
exellent and quite strong wine.
* * * * *
Tom Harwey had his fourth restless night in the warm cell. Each time he
fell asleep and tried to turn over into a better position he woke up
again when the iron cuffs dug into his ankles and wrists.
Laying on his back and cuffed to the four corners of the iron framed
bed in the cell, his possibilities of moving were most limited and he
felt most irritated, uncomfortable and almost desperate. His naked body
was covered with a thin blanket, which had raised into a small hill
just above his penis and was caused by his hard erection. Probably the
eight erection during the last hour. In addition to the four steel
cuffs Tom Harweys thighs were parted and fastened just above the knees
into a medical restraining belt that was looped around the bed.
This was the usual punsihment for the boys and young men who had been
caught masturbating. For a week they were not given any chance to renew
their misdeed, not even by trying to catch the pulsating penis between
their thigs trying to ease the pressure and frustration by rubbing his
knees together in order to ejaculate. The restraints above his knees
permitted a boy's penis to freely move around or to stand straight up
in the air, but that was all. And for Tom Harwey who had always had
such an urge and need to relief himself several times every day, this
treatment was pure torture.
Each day that passed became worse, and especially the nights... and
three more days to go! In the daytime they had him walking around in
special made irons that guaranteed that no misdeeds of any sexual
nature even then could occure. And the week would end with a prison
flogging. Nude in front of Elaine Berlitz.
Once again Tom's member raised to it's full size and his desperation
grew. For Tom this seemed to be another sleepless night. As he laid
there in his frustration he suddenly heard the movement of the metal
plate that covered the peephole in the iron door to his cell. He could
also hear some giggling and whispering
"..you should not go in there, he is restrained for jerking off.."
Tom's heart started to leap in his chest as he tried to listen. Outside
his door there was definitively some girls looking in through the
peephole! And in the middle of the night! Then, after a minute of total
silence he could hear the door to his cell beeing unlatched and
carefully pushed open.
In the dim, red nightlight from the ceiling he tried to see who it was
but could not recognize anything else than the figure of a girl.
"You watch out and give me a sign if someone comes this way", the girl
whispered to the other person who remained in the corridor.
When the girl came closer and Tom could recognize her... the most
beautiful of the trainee girls, Sandra Bellow... Coco!! ..the same one
he had prior to his prison term seen several times in many TV
commercials for lipsticks, shampoos and dental products.
"Hhhhh...! Tom panted as he could see the blanket raise1above his
furiously stiffening penis.
"Poor boy... to be kept all night like that, tied to the bed", Sandra
said when she approached him and sat down beside him.
Tom just breathed faster and faster but did not say anything. To have a
girl of his many daydreams just walking into his cell in the middle of
the night and in the midst of his worst erection was enough to make him
speechless. He could feel the pressure of his blood pulsating through
his veins as he stared in disbelief at the ravishing beauty beside him.
Her perfume filled his nostrils and the air in the small cell.
"They tell me you have been playing with your dick", Sandra said and
Tom could in the reddish dim light of the cell see her beautiful
widening smile at the same time as shivers begun to run through his
body. Sandra had taken hold of the blanket at his feet and was moving
it upwards along his legs, baring his knees, his thighs and finally
uncovering him completely. And there was absolutely nothing Tom could
do about it.
"Hhhssssss...." he hissed when his exposed and wildly erecting penis
stood straight up in air in it's full size, moving in all directions
like it had a will of it's own to strive even further upwards.
"Not bad..", Sandra smiled and moved slightly back.
Tom could see her eyes focused at his most intimate body parts and felt
suddenly humiliated beyond belief as the restraining straps around his
knees forced him to lay there with his thighs widely opened and
shamefully displayed.
"Nice balls too.."
"Hhhhssss.....!"
Tom's body suddenly strained in the bonds when he could feel Sandra's
finger - the tip of her nail - touching his balls and then move slowly
upwards to the root of his erecting penis. She had still that beautiful
smile on her face when her fingertip moved teasinly upwards along the
sensitive underside of his trembling penis.R
"Have you ever had your dick sucked?" she asked, while she was moving
the tip of her finger slowly up and down the sensitive underside of his
trembling penis.
"HHHHHHhhhhhh....!!"
Tom was almost going out of his mind when he realised that Coco was
really going to take his wildly erecting penis into her mouth! Sandra
cupped her hand around his big balls and lowered her head towards his
stiffened cock, opened her mouth but did not take it in. Instead, she
only touched the tip of his penis with her tongue...
Janita Barnes had been keeping watch in the corridor and could suddenly
hear Sandra swearing in the cell.
"Oh...SHIT!!!" she heard Sandra continue and a second later she came
out into the corridor, her face and hair almost totally, covered in
sperm.
"That..that..idiot!! He... he came over me even before I had my go with
him.. SHIT...SHIT!!"
"We'll better leave. You are really messed up.. and try to be quiet!"
Janita said and latched the door to the cell.
After days of enforced, frustating celibate a young man can really
come. And Tom had emptied everything he got in less than a second. And
he did not hold back, he just let everything explode in three long
ejaculations. His first ejaculation was shot into Sandras Rmouth, the
other one between her eyes and the third into her hair. And even if he
had tried to hold back it would not had been possibly. Ten minutes
later Tom was asleep with a smile on his lips despite the fact that he
was still laying restrained on his back. At the moment he had forgot
all about Elaine Berlitz. The image of the girl had tormented his mind
for days, and the mere thought that Elaine would see him in his
embarresing state as a prisoner...and to be forced to show
her...no...OH NO! Anything else, but not that in front of Elaine!
* * * * * *
It was around six p.m. Saturday night when Elaine Berlitz arrived with
a taxi to the Correctional Prison for Young Males… (but this story
continues in part 4..)
* * * * * *
The Matron eyed the evening papers and sat back in the comfortable
armchair in her big office. After a long day it always felt good to
take a moment just to relax. She felt quite pleased in succeeding to
find that many girls among the trainees that really wanted to stay.
With a smile on her lips she had noticed the immidiate change in the
prison athmosphere from the very first day when the young female
trainees had arrived. It was quite different from those normal male
prisons where she had worked before. Just to have young boys and young
girls under the same roof, young men and women in an age where their
sexuality was reaching their most active peak, had immidiately caused a
tremendous increase of the sexual tension in the air.
All those strong feelings and furious blushings she had seen when some
youngsters had been displayed naked in front of the girls - many for
the first time in their life - did exite the Matron quite much. She
could sence the erotic athmosphere caused by the deprived urges, it
hang like an unvisible, misty fog in the air throughout the corridors.
Every stone and every corner of the prison seemed to reflect this
almost physicly touchable tension of a pure sexual nature - all those
cells with those georgeus young men spending their nights in restrains
- the sound of high heels against the stone floor outside in the
corridors, not knowing if they would stop at their door, sounds that
would raise their young dicks in anguish, desperation and fear but most
of all raising because they were not given a chance to relief
themselves from their aching urges. These thoughts exited the Matron in
a way that she would never admit to anyone in public.
With a sarcastic smile on her lips she recalled the many public debates
in the past regarding the need for an institution of this kind, where
some political opponents had questioned her real motives. In a way they
had been right, but even better that they did not know that…
The Matron looked at her watch. It was quite late and the lights had
been off for an hour in the prison floors downstairs. As usual, she
took her keys and went downstairs for her inspection round. On the
second floor she locked the entrance doors to the hallway and the
corridor so she would not be disturbed.
Tonight she had chosen 24-year old Bert Grayson, one of the most
handsome young men among the new inmates, for a more closer inspection
of his manly skills. She unlocked the door to his cell and found him
restrained and blindfolded as ordered. Lying on his back spreadeagled
to his bed and with his thighs parted by the knee restraints, his cock
started to raise under the thin blanket that covered his naked body.
The Matron could see his body react and hear him breathe faster and
faster when she removed the blanket and looked over his naked body.
She took a small bottle of parfume - the same brand that Cora Dawson
used - and let the scent reach his nostrils. Bert Grayson’s reaction
could immidiately be seen as his penis stood straight up in air in it's
entire length with the foreskin all drawn back.
The Matron had some days before noticed the way Bert had looked at Cora
Dawson, one of the young beauties in training for the wardress job.
Cora was an extremely sexy girl in her early 20' who used this quite
special perfume, and there were no doubt that Bert Grayson recognized
the scent. The Matron stared in facination and with pure lust in her
eyes at the huge erection of the blindfolded young man on the bed while
she was undressing herself.
After almost a week in total celebacy there was never any problem
having a man or a boy presenting his manhood in a most exiting manner.
The Matron had stripped herself nude and approached the boy on the bed.
Without touching him, she placed herself astride his violently erectig
penis, lowering her hips until the tip of his penis touched her
dripping wet clit.
"Hhhhhh...", Bert moaned.
The Matron closed her eyes and placed her hands behind her neck and let
the hard and throbbing manly organ slide right into her slippery cunt
as deep as possibly while she was shaking of desire. Then she started
to move her hips forward and back from right to left like she was
trying to absorb the pulsating penis right into her body. When she then
withdraw her hips, spasms of pure pleasure was running down her spine.
She begun to ride the stiffened, wellsized penis with increasing rythm
which soon became a violent rocking of pure lust.
The Matron had a well trained and very feminine body which during the
years seemed to be possessed with an increasing desire for sexual
satisfaction. At the moment she was slowly reaching that joyful stage
of pure extacy preceeding her orgasm when she could feel Bert suddenly
coming. The boy exploded right into her, shooting out his hot sperm in
a few, wild ejaculations. There was no way the Matron could stop now,
and is desperation she grabbed the parfume bottle and Olet the strong
scent arouse Berts nostrils once more while she was wildly riding his
softening penis. The parfume had an amazing effect. The Matron could
instantly feel it. Bert was suddenly hardening again....
Five minutes later a serie of uncontrollable, hysterical short laughs
escaped the boy's lips. He thought he was beeing raped by Cora RDawson!
Ten minutes later he laid there trembling, because even if he felt hard
as a rock he simply could not come..and the girl sitting astride him
did not stop - she only increased the speed like some kind of a sex
maniac. He had never imagined that Cora Dawson would be able-to go on
like that!
During the next hour Burt Grayson was beeing fucked to an inch of this
life... he had both felt and heard the girl having at least three
orgasm, but she just went on and on.. and neither had he been able to
prevent his prelonged erection.
After his second orgasm there had been a pause and he thought his
ordeal was over, but after feeling the sting of a needle in his penis
he had stiffened again in a manner that he was not able to control...
* * * * * *
The Matron was fully satisfied with her little visit downstairs and
looked still a little flushfaced when she returned to her office. Oh
boy, she had needed that!
When she flung herself back into the armchair she decided to remain in
her office for the night, because tomorrow was an important day.
Tomorrow the new wardress trainees would be given their uniforms
because all of them had passed the final exams. They would be given
full rights to deal with the prisoners also in private. Their first
task would be to plan the initiation for a new group of boys who were
expected to enter the gates of the Correctional Prison later in the
afternoon tomorrow.. and the next day their first paying female visitor
would see a specific prisoner beeing punished.. the visitor’s name was
Elaine Berlitz, and she eas sure she had heard that name before
somewhere…
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