Chapter 1
Mary's fingers trembled as she unbuttoned the gray denim frock that was her prison uniform. It wasn't the act of undressing in the presence of the two stocky matrons that bothered her, she had done that before. What caused the trembling was the sight of the leather strap in the right hand of the matron, that and the look of pleasure on her mannish face.
"That's all right, Mary," the matron told her, "I'm in no hurry. Take all the time you like. I enjoy waiting to administer a strapping almost as much as I enjoy laying the leather on and watching it curl around a big bare butt. Aren't you going to plead for mercy? I'd enjoy that a lot."
"No," Mary replied as she unfastened the final button and pulled the garment open to display plain white bra and panties which stretched to contain her big breasts and her plump bottom and well rounded tummy, "there's no point in that. I've been sentenced to a strapping and I know I'll get it. You'll enjoy doing it and you'll make me scream, but there's nothing I can do about it," she said as she fought to summon up what dignity they had left her during the sixteen months of the sentence she had already served.
"That's right, Mary. Too bad you didn't show that kind of common sense before you got that rookie's panties off and lapped her cunt. You know what the penalty is for that. When you want to eat cunt, you should come to me or to just about any of the matrons. That way you can eat all the cunt you want and not get your butt strapped."
The woman stopped talking and her eyes widened at the sight of Mary's breasts as she removed her bra and put it an the chair.
"What's your secret, Mary?" the matron asked. "I see by your records that you're forty-one years old, yet those tits of yours could be twenty-one, judging by their firmness."
"There's no secret. I'm just lucky, I guess. What a hell of a mess for a lucky woman to be in," she added, bending a little from the waist as she pushed the plain white panties down to bare a behind that was big and white and very smooth and firm.
"You got yourself into it, didn't you Mary?" the matron taunted. "You got sent here for screwing around with little boys and girls, teaching them to fuck and eat your cunt and even here you can't lay off, even though this is your third strapping."
"You know I can't help it. I shouldn't be in a stinking jail, I should be somewhere where doctors can find out what's wrong with my mind."
"Isn't that a shame? I can't do much for your mind, Mary, but I can do a lot for that big white butt of yours. You got your first two strappings lying on the table, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"We'll make a change this time. You'll stand in the stocks for it and I'll make you dance for me with my strap."
Mary only shrugged at that as she stepped out of her panties. The strapping would be cruelly painful, she knew, and it didn't matter whether she was lying, standing in the stocks or standing on her head. When the strap began curling around her bare butt, she would wish she were dead and nothing else would matter.
"Jesus, that really is a beautiful ass," the younger matron observed as she walked behind Mary to take a look. "I envy you the job of strapping all that smooth meat."
"Oh yes, Lou, don't worry. I'll show how much I appreciate it."
"That's nice, dear. Now help bare assed Mary into the stocks and you'll see what a lush butt that is when it's nicely arched. Are you going to cooperate, Mary?" the matron asked, "or do we get to rough you up a bit?"
"I'll submit, Matron, but you'll rough me up anyway if you want to," Mary replied as the younger matron took her by the arm and led her to the stocks, an item based on the old variety with holes for the head and arms of the victim.
Without needing any urging, Mary put her arms and head in the half holes, then the top bar was lowered so that the matching half holes held her securely. The latch was closed and Mary was ready for her punishment, as ready as she could be.
Mary heard whispering behind her as the two matrons admired her nude form and appreciated her vulnerability, then she heard Lou tell the younger matron to go ahead. Since she couldn't turn to look, she could only wonder what the words meant.
She tensed as she waited for the blow to fall, but there was no blow. Instead, she felt two gentle hands on her buttocks, squeezing and patting, moving down to fondle her smooth thighs, then returning to the nether cheeks to play there some more.
"Jesus, what an ass this is," the matron commented as her hands kept busy. "If I had a man's cock, I'd really give it a riding. I'd use one hole and then the other."
"But you haven't baby, so do your thing and step aside. I'm just tingling to get to work on that butt with my strap."
There was a knock on the door and the older matron went and admitted the doctor. It was routine for the prison doctor to examine each prisoner after a beating, and it was also fairly common for him to arrive early so that he could enjoy watching the infliction of corporal punishment.
"Mmmmmm, the stocks," he said as he walked into the room. "This should be quite a show. I'd better check to see that her breasts aren't being damaged," he told the matron, then he was beside Mary and fondling her big breasts which dangled pendulously and tweaking her nipples. "They're good firm tits," he commented as he played with them. "This position will do them no harm."
And then Mary felt the young matron standing beside her, one am around her hips. A second later, she began spanking her, using hard, full arm swings, her open hand slapping stingingly all over her arched behind, stinging, preparing her for the actual beating to come. There had been no mention of a spanking in her sentence, so she knew it was for the pleasure of the young matron.
Over the years, Mary had found pleasure in giving and taking moderate spankings, but under the circumstances, she could find no pleasure, only continuing dread of the severe strapping that was to come.
"All right, baby, that will do," she heard Lou say and then the spanking stopped, but before moving away, the younger matron gripped her hips and rode her naked behind, her motions simulating that of a man taking a piece of ass.
She moved away and then Mary heard Lou's labored breathing and felt the smooth leather rubbing her ass, silently announcing that the strapping was about to get underway.
A hand touched the small of her back, she heard a quick intake of breath, then the leather curled around her butt and she cried out in pain.
"Crying on the first stroke? What a baby she is," the doctor commented as he looked at the wide red stripe across Mary's behind.
"It isn't that," the matron told him, "it's just that she has no pride left. She had a lot when she came here."
Lou stopped talking then and began strapping in earnest, puffing and panting as she curled leather around the big, vulnerable ass again and again, making it obvious that she was performing a labor of love.
Mary's big buttocks offered a more than generous target, but it wasn't enough to suit the matron as she applied the strap to the more sensitive areas of thighs and hips, leaving cruel red lines on the tender, white skin.
While the matron strapped, the younger one joined the doctor in crouching behind the victim, staring in obvious delight not only at her ass and thighs, but at her exposed cunt as well. From time to time, the doctor tugged at the front of his pants and the matron knew he was trying to make a stiff cock feel more comfortable.
"All right, matron," he said and stood. "I think she has taken a severe strapping.
"Aw, come on, Doc let me give her a few more. She has one hell of a big ass and she can take it."
"All right, Lou, five more won't kill her."
Mary couldn't hear the words since she was crying much too loudly, as fires raged in her buttocks, hips and thighs, then Lou was lashing again, making the final five strokes really count as the covered areas already blazing hot and red from the severe strapping which had been applied to them.
As she brought her arm back for the final stroke, the doctor opened the top of his pants and hurriedly pushed them and his shorts down, showing the equipment he proposed to use for his examination of the victim.
The younger matron, who was only a part-time lesbian and liked to swing the other way too, stared at the big, strong organ and almost drooled.
"Christ Doc, I'd sure like to have you examine me with that bone," she told him and reached to give it a squeeze.
"Come to my office anytime. I'll get your feet in the stirrups and examine the butt off you."
Moving to Mary, the doctor groaned as he pressed against her behind and rolled his shirt up to get it out of the way and provide maximum contact with her red, smooth skin.
"Jesus, Lou, you really laid it on," he said as he pressed and rubbed against Mary's smooth cheeks. "I don't think I've ever seen a redder ass or felt a hotter one."
"Which hole are you going to examine, Doc?" Lou asked.
"I'd really like to bugger that beautiful butt," he told her, "but as tight as it is and as randy as I am, I'd go off before I got half way in. I'll give her cunt a nice examination. Want to slip it in for me so I don't have to let go of her?" he asked as he stood close against Mary, his hands rubbing all they could reach.
Hurrying to him, the younger matron caught his bone and drew the skin well back, then she parted the lips of Mary's twat and guided the swollen head to the slit.
The doctor felt the soft cunt, felt his tool being guided between the lips, then he sighed as he gave a slow push and felt it slip inside. He paused for just a second, then fed some more of it into her while she cried softly as the abuse of her body continued the man took his time about burying his bone.
"Ah Jesus, this is the life," the man said with a groan of ecstasy as he pressed against Mary's outraged ass, gripping her well fleshed hips, his hard prick throbbing in her juicy cunt. "I hope you're enjoying all this as much as I am, Mary. A nice fucking should be just the thing to cheer you up and help you enjoy the heat and the tingling in you beautiful big butt."
Crouched for a better view of the scene, the young matron watched .as his stiff cock drew back slowly, then pushed back into the warmth of the woman's cunt. He adjusted his grip, then began screwing her, panting in ecstasy as his organ worked in and out and his belly spanked the already well beaten ass of his naked victim.
And then, much sooner than he wanted it to happen, his body was jerking against her as he pumped his semen into her. Unwilling or unable to move away from the hot ass, he stayed there for a while, his spent cock soaking in her warm twat, then he sighed as he withdrew the bone that had turned into very soft meat.
As he did, the matron saw juice trickling from the still open cunt of the woman. Sighing, she wet a hand with the sticky fluid, then rubbed it over her arched ass.
"Let her out," Lou commanded, "I have something for the bitch to do."
Reaching under her dress, Lou pushed her panties down and got out of them while the other matron released Mary from the stocks and helped her stand erect. Mary's hands went instinctively to her behind and rubbed at the strong tingling there.
"Come here, slut, and get down on your knees," Lou ordered as the doctor admired the sight of her, standing with her dress above her wide hips, her feet braced well apart, her crotch open.
Not daring to protest, Mary went to her and dropped to her knees, looking at the hairy crotch of the woman.
"Get your tongue on my clit and lick me until I come," the tough looking matron commanded.
There was no acceptable alternative and Mary was aware of that as she knelt, reached to grip the thighs of the woman, then her tongue came out and probed until it found her clit. Mary had good reason to be a skilled cunt lapper and, despite her discomfort, she gave the matron a beautiful licking which caused her big body to jerk strongly as she climaxed with much panting and grunting. Through it all, the doctor admired the sight of her big, jerking ass and wished he could get his cock hard again and ram it up her asshole.
"Get up and get dressed, you red assed bitch," the matron told her. "Jill and I have things to do. I got a feeling you'll be back soon for another strapping. You'll get hungry for the taste of young pussy," she went on as Mary painfully pulled her panties around her hot ass, "and you'll get caught with your face in a crotch. Next time I'll not only strap your ass, I'll use my biggest dildo to bugger it when I've finished with the strap. Think of it, baby, but for now, fuck off back to your cell. The doc will take you there so Jill and I can get on with what we have to do. You'd like to be taking this horny little beauty to bed, wouldn't you?"
The doctor felt Mary's ass as he led her to her cell block, then Jill and Lou went into Lou's room and hurriedly stripped naked, talking about how exciting the punishment had been and of their shared hunger.
On the bed they played with each other for just a little while, shared a few passionate kisses, then they were lying in embrace, the sound of two cunts being lapped seeming to fill the room.
Mary felt quite differently as she walked back to the cell block, her shoulders slumped, the man's hand moving over her ass as he walked beside her.
"That's a beautiful ass you have, Mary," he told her as they neared their destination. "I usually call only tender young beauties to my office for special examinations, but I'm going to make an exception in your case. Tell me, do you dig cocks as well as cunts?"
"Yes," she replied simply.
"Good. In a few days, you'll get the call and I'll really show you a good time. We'll wait until those bruises heal up though, I want to see that big butt all smooth and white."
Giving her a final pat on the ass, he turned her over to the guard who admitted her to the block, then there was the ugly sound of the barred door clanging closed behind her, a sound she would never be able to hear without shuddering.
"Did you get a good ass warming from Lou?" the guard asked her with a grin as she led her to her cell.
"You know I did," Mary told her.
"Sure I do. When Lou gets a bare ass turned up for a strapping, she never wastes the opportunity," the guard told her as they reached Mary's cell. "Here, pull your smock up, I want to have a look."
Having learned the hard way to obey orders, all orders, Mary caught the hem of her smock and raised it high. The guard clutched at her panties and dragged them down, panting with excitement as she admired and fondled the big, red cheeks with the many purple bruises.
"Jesus, baby, how you must have howled. What a job she did. Were you on the table for it?"
"No, the stocks."
"Christ, I wish I could have seen that," the guard said as she went on fondling the outraged ass of the woman. "Did Doc get that big cock of his into you when it was over?" r
"Yes. While I was still bent in the stocks."
"Did you like it, baby?"
"How in hell could I with my ass burning as it was, still is?"
"Yeah, I guess that makes sense."
They heard the bell ringing and the guard hurriedly let go of Mary's ass and went back to her station. With a sad sigh, Mary allowed her panties to fall around her feet, then she stepped out of them. The way her behind felt, she didn't need nylon panties to hold the heat in and to add to the effects of the cruel strapping she had taken.
Tiredly, she dropped onto the hard cot and lay face down, waiting for the sting to go away, nothing but her thoughts to occupy her mind.
Before her arrival at the prison, she'd thought she had it all made. She was married to a wealthy man, had all the creature comforts she could want, then a policeman came to the door one day and everything was gone. It was her own fault, she knew, but as she had done a thousand times before, she looked back to see where it had all started, where she could have done something different.
As usual, her father became the starting place, but there had been nothing she could have done about that, she had been too young, just thirteen at the time.