Falling Rain female penitentiary

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(OCC: I will be the warden. The only other postions for males are Deputy Warden and 2 security guards. The rest will be female inmates))

Alek J. Blain
Age: 42
Hight 6 ft. 4 in.
Weight: 215 Lbs.
Eye color: Hazel-brown
Hair color: ???
Hair Style: Shaved bald
10 inch thick cock
Job(if male)/Crime(if female): New head warden

Falling Rain had reopened for this first time since 1951 when female crime was severly down. Now more women have been getting themselves in trouble so the institution in Dallas was reopened. Another reason Falling Rain was orginally closed was for infamous reports of women being raped by guards. Apperantly 54 years of ceasing to exist has not changed this.

You could say the warden, Alek J. Blain was not to be trusted. Although never being arrested, rumours of him commiting acts of homocide and sexual assault circled around wherever he went. He had little heart for what other people thought, and it is believed this is why he was headed in dealing with these dangorus women. The inmates that would soon flood from overcrowded facilites in New York, California, and Lousiana would include women ranging from serial killers and lunitics, collage students whos only crime was having too much fun, drug dealers and users, to the innocent ones who never did anything. Alek was directing his anger towards the last catagory.

Taking a long puff of his ciggeret and putting it in his ash tray, he pressed a button opening the main gates to let the first wave of prisoners in.
 
Rob T.Stevens
200 lbs
age 35
black hair brown eyes
13 inches
Security guard

Rob held his trusty shotgun in his arms watching the first wave of prisoners come in.
 
[OCC: I hate doing this. I really do. It makes me feel like such a cheat, but there are a lot of females online and I really need inmates, soooo

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Character Profile:

Name: Dave Conway
Age: 27
Appearance: Short blonde hair, blue eyes, 6'0 tall, 175 lbs, fairly muscular athletic build, handsome.
Job: Security Guard


Dave gave Rob a look, and tried to mimic his stance. He was somewhat inexperienced as a guard, this being his first job of this type, so tried to mirror Rob's actions and look intimidating, but wasn't quite able to pull off the same stony exterior that he seem to radiate.
 
Inmate:
Carmen
Age: 22
5'5
118 lbs
brown hair
blue eyes
slim, slender body with large breasts and long legs.

Arrested for prostitution at a strip club. I would take guys who paid enough to the private room and give them nude lap dances which would end up with their cum in my pussy. I didnt do it with everyone who asked though, only men I would have slept with anyway. Well, one time a cop came in undercover, i invited him back, told him the procedure and instead of pulling out his money he pulled out his badge. I was busted, but he had his way with me first and told me my stay would be much easier if i didnt tell on him. Im not sure if I should come out and tell on him or not.
 
Alek looked at Carmen's file. "Great, a whore" he groaned. He started looking through computer files of the other inmates, finding very interesting crimes. But cheifly the ones he hated and loved the most, prostitution charges.

OCC: BTW. Security cams are in every cell and even bathroom, and Alek looks at these often.
 
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Carmen sat on her bed. It was stiff and cold. She had no cell mate so she took the top bunk. She was feeling lonely and depressed. Her stomach was growling but she didnt think she would be fed for a while. She saw the guards walking up and down the cells. She caught the eye of one and he stopped dead. She knew she looked good. She got those stop dead in their tracks looks all the time. She smiled and he looked away and was on his way.

Time passed and the idea that she would be here for a while was sinking in. She went to use the bathroom and cringed at what she saw. She peed squating so she wouldnt have to sit on the toilet. She walked back to the bed and layed down. She closed her eyes and slid her hand down her pants just to feel some warmth.

"No sex for a long time." I better get used to guards seeing me masturbate. She began but stopped as soon as the first guard walked by. She would have to get used to it, but not yet.
 
Alek wanted to meet a few of the inmates personally. Despite her plublicty stunts in the sex club no picture was avalable for the file. So Alek decided he would have a good look at this new inmate, Carmen. "Hey A.J" one of the guards said while letting Alek into Ward 1, which would house roughly the first 1000 inmates expected to arrive over the coarse of a month.

Right now Falling Rain was only reciving locals, as it would take a while to fill out papers for transporting inmates from other states.

Alek found a key and opened Carmen's cell door.
 
Carmen looked up when she heard her cell door opening. She got out of bed and stood to see who was there. She saw a tall man in the doorway. He was well over 6 feet tall and had a shaved head. He was intimidating looking, but also attractive. She waited for him to say something. She didnt feel it was her place to speak first.
 
"Hello" he said trying to sound nice. His voice was very scatchy and rough. Most of his previous jobs required excessive yelling. Collage quaterback, drill sargent, police officer, right up to his current job as warden of this jail. "Sorry the accomdations aren't that great, I wanted to get it more cleaned up before we opened but the damn state said otherwise.....

So why are you here?" He already knew the answer to that, but he wanted to here it coming from the actual suspect.
 
"Soliciting sex." I said with confidence. I needed to act as though I had done nothing wrong, even if it was only for my own reasons. "I am a stripper who took money for sex. The man happened to be an undercover cop." I had to be honest with him because I knew he had already looked at my record. I still didnt know who he was.

"Excuse me, sir. If you dont mind me asking, who are you?"
 
"How are you doing, sir?" Carmen asked politely. She waited for him to say something or do something. She was a little confused as to why he was here.

"So is there any problem? "
 
Name: Gabriele LeFleur
age:20
appearance: 5ft5, long black hair, blue eyes, slim/medium build, athletic

She was part of a well known group of jewelry thieves, but never was fully proven to be a part of them, although she had been arrested on suspicion and was now awaiting her trial. She is very athletic and agile, and intelligent.
 
Dave had watched the inmates enter the front gates, with feelings of reservation and uneasiness. Growing up, he'd always been taught that woman were to be treated with respect, and that they were the "weaker" and "gentler" sex. Seeing so many women convicted of serious criminal activity, was at odds with the beliefs his old-fashioned parents had ingrained into him. One of the ladies in particular had caught his eye. He had watched her shuffle past, her leg irons jingling as she walked, but still somehow seeming graceful despite her restraints. Her raven black hair, slender body, and her prettily innocent face had drawing his gaze like a moth to a flame...and it was hard to believe that someone so beautiful and fragile looking could be a hard-core criminal.

He knew he was being somewhat naive in that kind of thinking, and shook his head, berating himself for not being professional. Rob, being a veteran security guard, had told him a few stories about watching over women convicts that had made him shudder. One conversation in particular had stuck with him...Rob had made a comment that made him a bit wary, "You better grow eyes in the back of your head, rookie...really, sometimes I think lady cons are worse than the guys. Don't underestimate em. Just cause they aren't guys, doesn't mean they can't gut ya with a shiv if they feel like it." Words of wisdom he kept in the back of his mind.

Watching the last of the female cons shuffle thru the gates, he headed back to his post to await the Warden Blain's orders.
 
Gabriele felt the eyes of the guard upon her as she shuffled past with the other prisoners. Thoughts spun in her mind. Soon she'd find a way out of here...and a love struck guard just might be the ticket.

She dared to send him a little smile. Not too much. An innocent looking smile.
 
Name: Akila Zesiro
Age: 22
Appearance: Akila stands at 5 feet with sun-kissed skin and a rich brown tan that offsets her silky red-gold mahogony hair. She has olive colored eyes with brown flecks; and a distinguishing beauty mark located just under her right eye above the cheek bone. When unclothed her back displays a large black butterfly tattoo that decorates the length and width. She's lithe, agile and sporty, rather spunky and quick witted though her resolved nature tends to trick even the most skilled of men.


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Why was she here? What did she do? Nothing... accused for a crime that simply didn't hold purchase with a young girl trying to make ends meet in life. Thrown out on her ass by her father after she'd refused satisfy his childish fantasy of fucking her brains out. Turned from various shelters to the next she eventually had given up on life.

Brought in by a group of prostitutes, she was rasied from an early age of 15 up until her 18th birthday. Funny, she never once was asked to sale her body and she didn't dare do such a thing. The only mother figures she ever had being that of loose women. The irony but they did teach her well about men an how to get what she wanted without even giving up her sex. All througout her life she'd used those skills to make her way in the world.

Tricking men with her young supple body, the innocence she exude, and in the end they'd end up empty handed. No sexy young girl to sate their animalistic needs and desires. Just an empty cold bed with which they remained chained and gagged; wallets picked, bank accounts cleaned.

She'd done this for a time until she managed enough deciet to use the money saved for her own place. Eventually she went back to school and assumed a normal life. No one remembered her face or were able to find any traces of her, the only thing she left behind was the vision of a black butterfly tattoo, laughing mockingly as she left.

So the reasons behind her current state, her very father. He'd tracked her down recently in hopes of changing her mind about her fresh young body. Fat chance of that, when he tried forcing himself on her, she had no choice but to fight back. In the end, he was killed she was alive, and no one believed her plight of self-defense. So here she was walking in line to be registered to her new confinement. Her red hair pooled around her oval, child-like face in curtains hiding her olive green orbs from view as she kept her gaze on the concret below her.
 
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"No" he said to Carmen. "You see, we couldn't get up the photo room fast enough. And no picture is avalible for our files, we sort of need one. Everyone else we got pictures from family, freinds, co-workers etc."
 
Wyld52771 said:
Character Profile:

Name: Dave Conway
Age: 27
Appearance: Short blonde hair, blue eyes, 6'0 tall, 175 lbs, fairly muscular athletic build, handsome.
Job: Security Guard


Dave gave Rob a look, and tried to mimic his stance. He was somewhat inexperienced as a guard, this being his first job of this type, so tried to mirror Rob's actions and look intimidating, but wasn't quite able to pull off the same stony exterior that he seem to radiate.
Rob saw that Dave was nervous so he walke dover to him

"First day"?
 
Blain left Carmen's cell and next saw the name Akila Zesiro. "Innocent...right...bastard," he said reading over transcripts of her court case. He saw her in there and smiled. The perfect ones to break until they can't take life any more.
 
Kathy
18 years old
short red hair, spikey
bright green eyes
slim figure with large breasts, looks like it hasnt filled out just yet
5'5"
convicted of murder

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Kathy shuffled in line with the other inmates. How had she gotten here? She had gone to her first party. She smiled at the thought of Tim, the hunkey guy who had asked her to come. She had been sitting in his lap, stroking his dark wavy hair as they shared a joint. She thought that that night would be the night, and who better to have sex with for the first time than the rock-star looking guy who was being so sweet and sexy, giving little kisses between hits. Then things went horribly wrong!

The room started spinning. Her ears rang. The rest of the guys stood up, laughing and loading guns as they went to the van. Tim grabbed her arm and pulled her with him. She tried to say no, but her voice seemed as if it was on a record on the lowest speed. They got out of the van in front of a 7-11. Tim pulled her out of the car and roughly pushed a ski-mask on her head. "If you're with me, baby, your with me all the way!" he said. She wanted to be with him, and all the way, but not THIS way! They pushed her into the store, and the rest was a blur. Yelling in english and Japanese. Sweat and fear. A gunshot...blood...screams...the Japanese owner of the place laying on the floor. Someone shoved a gun into her hand and she was alone...then a man in a blue uniform ripped off her mask and shoved her into the back of the car...

"Guilty!" the judge said. Kathy looked helplessly at Tim, his face cold as he walked out of the courtroom. She barely heard the sentence, but here she was now. She looked around her at the faces of the other woman. Some looked at her with interest, some looked at her with hatred. None seemed friendly. Her scared green eyes turned to the guard at the gate, hoping for some hint of kindness.
 
Rob looked at Kathy and thought to himself"That bitch is mine".He walked past and gave her a cordial wink.
 
Kathy saw a handsome older man walk by holding a shotgun. The guard winked at her and she smiled at him in a friendly way. Maybe she had found a friend. She hoped so. Looking around at the other women she noticed some looking at her jealously. Another smiled and licked her lips sugestively. A shudder of fear went through her and she bowed her head, wishing she hadn't cut her hair for Tim so she could hide in it like she usually did.
 
Black Thunder said:
Rob saw that Dave was nervous so he walke dover to him

"First day"?

"That obvious, eh? Yeah...it is. And not just working with women cons....this is my first job as a guard altogether. By the way, thanks for the words of wisdom earlier. I'll be sure to keep myself alert."

Dave stood next to Rob, his eyes wandering back to the convicts as they walked past single file, noticing the young girl with the spiky hair studder-step past, her leg-irons clinking. She looked so young and so frightened, that his heart went out to her a bit. He wasn't sure what had brought her here, but she just didn't look like a criminal. "Of course, what DOES a criminal look like?" he thought to himself musingly. Most of the women being led in looked scared and vulnerable, but he knew that they were not all innocent victims. He shrugged, and said, "Well, I guess we better get them to the orientation. Don't wanna keep the Warden waiting, eh?"

(OOC: Had a few questions come to mind...does this place have a doctor on staff in the infirmary? Or some sort of chapel with a man of the cloth of some kind? Also, how many inmates are normally held at the facility? Just curious...)
 
"Me knowing the warden he's already up to something *wink*

Rob shuffles the prisoners into the cafeteria.He begins to speak in a loud tone.

"Welcome to Falling Rain State Penitentiary.I am Deputy Warden Rob Stevens.The head Warden is Alek Blain,he will be with you shortly.Now let me give you a word of advice,i can be your best friend or worst enemy,depends on how I feel.But,you'll ladies will know when I'm in a pissy mood.Oh you'll know".
 
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