The Big House (Open)

[MountainMan24]

The state penitentiary at Ellingwood was designed as a social experiment. Male guards would look after female prisoners, and female guards would look after male prisoners. The idea was that aggression displayed by the opposite gender would have more of an effect on the psyche of the prisoners and make them more docile, when the aggression was accompanied by the usual punishments and restrictions.

However, in the years since Ellingwood opened, things have gone a bit sideways. Between the cells, the exercise facilities and the dozens of nooks and crannies, all sorts of things go on underneath the noses (sometimes very literally) of the guards and the prison authorities...

 

[sierrahughes]

Name: Sierra Hughes
Age: 32
Height: 5' 2"
Appearance: Curly black hair, sharp features and warm tan that revealed a Lebanese-Mexican descent.
Measurements: 36C - 25 - 37

New female guard who was formerly a secondary school teacher.

 

[chrisde]

Black male 32
Prisoner for life for murder and rape.
Appearance 5ft11, muscular, short hair,
Most inmates are scared of him and try to avoid him. More of a loner but loves women.

 

[MountainMan24]

OOC: It's open for a reason. Have at it.

William "Billy" Reynolds
White, 28 years old.
5'11", 185 lb, lots of tattoos.
Arson and murder, life without parole.
Reynolds is a bit buggy - he was a pyro as a kid and had a juvenile record for it. He claims he didn't kill anybody, but they convicted him of it anyway. Always has at least one shank on him - he's become a bit paranoid, too.

IC:

The concrete and cinder block walls weren't closing in as much as they were normally. Reynolds sat back in the corner of his cell, sitting and staring at a book. Other inmates were leery of letting him have a chemistry book, but the guards didn't care. So far as they were aware, he didn't have anything useful. They kept him off of cleaning details and various work parties so he couldn't steal chemicals, and they figured that the usual underground network in matches and lighters wouldn't do much.

Then the high-pitched voice of the female prison guards broke through, "Exercise break! Wake up you lazy fucks!" Other guards banged on the doors with nightsticks or metal trash can lids. Reynolds put his book down next to his collection and walked to the front of the cell, putting his tattooed forearms out through the bars.

 

[Younglord]

Davis Simpson
Age 18
5'10
Murder
Black short hair, white.

Sent to jail for 15 years for the killing of Harris "Buster" Smith a local porn king who had forced first his mother then his older sister and then finally Davis himself to star in some video nasties. When the family thought that the debt was paid Buster Smith had over ideas, faced with a life time of being in indenture Davis took the only course of action he could think of and shot Buster.

He's been in jail for two weeks only has already had to stand up to a couple of lowlifes who wanted to make him their bitch.

At heart he's a good kid he would do anything to avoid violence but when faced with no other way is as brutal as any man could be.

He does not want to spend 15 years behind bars and his mind is working...always working towards getting out.

IC

Davis heard the guards voice calling out the exerise break, it was equally the best part of the day and the most dangerous , as always he'd have to be wary there were some brutal men here , yet Davis had already carved his place in that hieracry, and while he was not looking for top man spot he was looking for enough of a rep that he could deal with more important matters rather than always looking behind him.

Standing up and resting against the small opening in his cell he noticed one of the guards walking by , some of them were damm attractive, it could drive a man insane looking at some of the arse guarding them and not being able to get your hands on it.

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra Hughes

I took in a deep breath before I stepped into the long rectangular compound. It was the first time I was put in charge of exercise break, under the watchful eyes of the chief guard and warden of course. But some day I was going to have to be able to be in charge, without supervision.

It was idealistic of me, when I made the drastic change of profession, from secondary teacher to prison guard. I had been teaching in a rough neighbourhood for years. I tried my best, and some of my best students have already made it to, or past college. But I was also well aware of how many had slipped through my fingers - most of them straight into prison. I don't know if this was my way of making amends. I had never given up on any of them, even if vicariously.

But there was one kid here that she knew from school. Davis Simpson. One of my brightest students, but ended up in prison due to circumstances. I had always blamed myself for not having picked up on the signs earlier.

===

My thoughts returned to the present, as I watched the prisoners file out in a single line.

"Let's move it!" I put on my gruffy voice. I felt uncomfortable raising my voice, but I had learnt it was something I had to get easy with eventually. "Eyes on the ground!" I hurled at one of the inmates who had glanced upwards. Due to the rather unorthodox idea of having prison guards of the opposite sex, some additional rules had to be included in their daily conduct, to ensure the safety of both the prisoners and the guards.

Somewhere further down the line, I spotted Davis. Perhaps today will be the day I will approach him.

 

[Younglord]

'You switch off and you die' that was the words of wisdom he'd been given by one of the cons on day two .

Half an hour later he'd been attacked no one saw it and Davis was glad of that for while he had been the victum he had learnt enough to know that he would have been in solitary for a month just for being in a fight.

The other man however was still in hospital having discovered that he was not 'the karate kid'.

The voice of the female guard reached him and it sounded familar and Davis tried to place it without success, besides , for now the guards weren't his priority he knew the names of a few of them but not what made them tick and certainly not what made them weak.

His eyes looked at one guard on the other side of the block as he heard the sound of boots walking in his direction his eyes never moved from the guard on the far side ...such a nice arse.

Then the words of command came and Davis turned ,eyes down ,walking towards the sound of the voice he still couldn't place.

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra Hughes

"Eyes on the ground Simpson!" I yelled. He might have been one of my favourite students once, but that doesn't mean I was going to give him any favours. Not to mention, stepping out of line might get him killed in this place.

The rest of the contingent filed out without any further incidents. I heaved a sigh of relief. I felt a pat on my back, and I turned, managing a weak smile. The look in her eyes told me that I had done alright.

 

[Younglord]

Davis showed no emotion as he left the block and into the yard. He now knew who the guard was and the realisation had hit him like a thunderbolt, his mind worked as he tried to keep his emotions in check.

Ms Hughes, now guard Hughes, had been his favourite teacher, hell she was pretty much every guys favourite for if there was one teacher at his old school that every guy would like to fuck it was the stunning Sierra Hughes, of course none had at least none that Davis was aware of.

Still for all that there was another reason why she was popular, and that was because she actually cared, actually gave a fuck and she challenged her students, before she had arrived less than 1 percent of the school went to college last year almost 10 percent did, for that reason no one messed with her within and outside the school.

Standing on his own he scanned the exercise yard most cons gravitated into groups those that didn't tended to have a rough time of it , Davis knew that but also knew that joining one of the groupings was the fast track to no where.

His eyes drifted other the guards until he saw her, if anything she looked hotter as a guard than as a teacher, maybe it was the uniform he thought.

Whatever it was Davis needed to find a way to use his relationship with guard Hughes to advantage while avoiding getting himself killed because of it.

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra Hughes

*Whistle* "Check out that new piece of ass will ya," I heard one of the inmates leering at me. I turned, and his deep eyes were looking straight into mine, not backing off one bit. "Now, check out that rack, and those lips. I bet she gives pretty good head."

I made my first mistake, breaking eye contact first, without even uttering a word. I was to realise my second mistake soon after - there wasn't another guard within at least fifty metres from where I was standing.

My hand went up to my baton immediately, and when I looked back up, I could see that he was starting towards me. Behind and around him, there were at least eight or nine of them. Even with my aikido black belt, I figured I could take maybe four, five of them tops.

"Back off!" I hissed, trying to stamp down my authority. Things could turn very ugly, very quickly.

 

[Younglord]

Davis looked back at the commotion the mask of indifference dropped "Damm" he said very quietly, this was a wrose case senario if ever there was one.

He didn't want harm done to Guard Hughes for a lot of reasons from his attraction to her to her potential usefulness when he was ready to leave his current home and at the same time to help stop the attack meant he was well and truly screwed ...

The pending attack caught the interest of all the others he was barely twenty feet from her and while guards were running towards her they wouldn't get there intime.

DAMM!!!!

There was only one course of action, one way to solve this and he was going to land in deep shit for it, Davis ran as fast as his legs would carry him , past the crowd of cons following the 'mouth' , past the 'mouth' and launched himself at Guard Hughes...hoping that his ploy would work hoping that his attack would forestall the others and buy the guards time to clear the area ...and to haul him off to some serious punishment

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra Hughes

From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a fast-moving figure. Immediately my baton was out of its case. I made a quick shuffle of my feet, drawing my assailant's weight in with my left hand, as I raised my right hand.

My downward swing was already halfway to connecting with the back of his shoulder when I suddenly recognised this figure. Simpson!

That split-second hesitation meant his shoulder connected with my gut, flinging both of us onto the ground. I started to get to my feet but found myself gasping for air, winded.

I scanned the crowd quickly, trying to get my bearings. I was still supporting myself weakly with one hand on my knee.

What on earth was Simpson thinking!

 

[Younglord]

'Ow!! that hurt' , Davis thought to himself.

His attack had come as a shock to all and in the corner of his eye Davis saw that 'mouth' had stopped, confusion on his face.

Guard Hughes was getting up or trying to, not good ... Davis moved quickly and placed himself on top of her but she was fighting, and Davis realised she knew how to handle herself he didn't have much time.

Davis moved his face to Ms Hughes "Stay down they have to come thru me to get to you " he said in a whisper

The sound of guards running hit his ears it was a sweet sound as well as the sound of impending doom , for if 'the mouth' wanted a piece of Guard Hughes he was running out of time , and regardless of whether 'the mouth' did complete his intended attack or not , Davis knew he was going to wear it from the guards.

Still thru all this he couldn't help but feel the groove of Guard Hughes' body against his own.

 

[FTW666]

Name: Quentin Peck
Age: 29
height: 6'3
weight: 254 lbs
shaved head, thick black beard
convicted of sexually assaulting 3 women and the rape/murder of a transsexual
As well as possession of weed and meth
Member of Aryan Nation


Quentin is a sick bastard who is most concerned with giving himself pleasure, no matter who may be harmed in the process. He is racist and homophobic, and although occasionally having sex with minorities and other men, he feels less guilty about being rough and abusive with them. Each of the women he assaulted had been minorities (two Latinas and one Asian) and the transsexual (also Latin) had been murdered after her attempts to end a particularly rough session led to him snapping and strangling her.

IC: When Quentin found out there would be female guards, he was excited and hope he would get some ass. Although he had his bitches, he preferred pussy. Upon seeing the guard was incredibly attractive and not white, he began to plan his move. While he was thinking about it, he saw Davis Simpson jump her. Simpson was one of the hottest twinks in the place, and his ability to fight off attackers made him an even sweeter prize. Quentin entertained the fantasy of a three-way.

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra Hughes

"Stay down they have to come thru me to get to you"

Did I hear him right? Before I had time to figure things out, the rest of the guards arrived on-scene. Simpson, still lying on top of me, was unceremoniously dragged away by Glenda, one of the stronger guards around.

I lay on my back, catching my breath now. I peered backwards from where I was, and saw the guy who had provoked this, sneering at me. He had beat his retreat. He didn't want to risk a month in solitary for nothing. But his eyes told me he would bide his time. I was let off this time.

When I finally got to my feet, I trudged back into my duty role, as the contingent was hussled back to their cells. Exercise break was cut short today, thanks to Simpson's little "bravado".

It was only much later when we were back in our officers' mess did I receive a "are you ok?" There was to be no display of weakness in front of the prisoners, so any vulnerability can only be shown out of sight. Even then, I had a strong feeling that I wasn't about to get much sympathy for this incident. I was the one who strayed from my rounds.

 

[Younglord]

Davis closed his eyes , he wasn't in solitary, at least not yet. He was however bound and handcuffed sitting on what was effectively a steel bench awaiting his punishment.

There were few things worse than attacking a guard and Davis knew he was in deep shit.

Had it been worth it? Right now it was easy to say yes , in amonth or two he might not be so sure.

"Damm" the word escaped his lips and his mind wondered where he would be if his dad hadn't borrowed from Buster , where ever that place was it wouldn't be here via a murder via a debt impossible to repay via watching his mother and sister getting fucked in the same video nasty he too starred in.

Just how deep was the hole he was digging for his life going to get?

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra Hughes

Then I remembered Davis Simpson. He was the last person I'd expected to jump me like that. But something he said at the end. Was he trying to get me out of harm's way?

Well he certainly chose a difficult way. I thought to myself, as I massaged the bruise I had received from his charge, just to the side of my abdomen. At least he didn't crack any of my ribs.

The warden walked through the mess, and asked if I was ok. I nodded meekly, and thanked him for his concern. He was about to get on his way, when I decided to ask him what was going to happen to Davis. He just turned and smiled. "The usual." That was all I was going to get. I tried to clarify but he just waved me off. Told me that I will see for myself one day.

It did puzzle me, and got me extremely curious. I asked around, found out where Davis was being held, and headed there...

 

[BrainsoverBrawn]

Tanya Cole

age:18

height:5'9

weight:115lbs

Red hair,Green eyes,C-cup

convicted of murder

Once a A-student, she murdered her father becuase he intended to sell her to pay off her bank loans. She's new to this prison.

IC: Tanya ran through the halls and headed for the exercise yard. I have to get out of here! I'm not going to be someone's bitch here! She thought as she got out to the yard and saw that the male prisoners were out. "shit." she whisperd as one of the guards saw her.

 

[Younglord]

Davis still had his eyes closed when the door to the room he was being held in opened. For long moments he kept his eyes closed wondering if he was going to get a bit of rough justice for his 'attack' on Ms Hughes.


The pity of it was that he couldn't be sure that she had understood why he had done it anyway. Still there were some future benefits to his action that might buy him some time before serious pressure was brought to bear on him to join one of the prison gangs.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw standing there Guard Hughes, Ms Hughes, Sierra.

"Hello Miss" he said with a degree of false bravado "I hope I didn't hurt you too badly" his concern genuine for the most part.

 

[MountainMan24]

Reynolds made his way out into the yard and avoided the fight as much as possible. That sort of thing only brought trouble - like cons who might decide to take something out on him. Not that he would make it easy for them, as he fingered the five-inch stiletto he'd made in the machine shop and hidden in his sleeve. Being so crazy they wouldn't keep him around chemicals had its advantages, like getting to work with metalworking tools.

With his ambient safety concerns taken care of, he congregated with some fellow hotheads and leered at the female guards. The burning dog skull on his left forearm seemed to cackle as he stared at unusually nice asses in state-issued trousers.

 

[BrainsoverBrawn]

Tanya looks around and sees a man with tatooed arms watching the guards. She rans behind him, her slim frame covered by him.

"Don't move." She whispered to him as she looked to watch the guard look away.

"Thanks. I'm Tanya."

 

[MountainMan24]

The first impulse Reynolds has is to shiv the newcomer - after all, it's someone in a convict jumpsuit who's just run behind him. But he quickly realizes that the voice is female - either it's a guard or a female prisoner. Since he hasn't been bashed on the head or anything, it's probably not a guard. He turns his head just enough to see where Tanya is standing, then slowly rotates it back to ogling the female guards' asses. Over his shoulder he says, "You're welcome. I'm Billy. Why are you out here in the lions' den?" The other hotheads smirk and leer at Tanya, but they leave her alone. After all, Reynolds killed somebody in a torch job - they didn't.

 

[BrainsoverBrawn]

Tanya looks over at one of the guys and flips him off then says " I thought i'd try to go for a jog outside this prison but doesn't look like I can get out. So I figured that if I was out here i'd avoid getting cuaght."

Tanya peeks her head around Billys shoulder and asks "What are you in for?"

 

[MountainMan24]

"Yeah, that'll work for a while," Reynolds replies, though it's not entirely clear if he's joking or not. Being locked up has that effect on some people - you can never tell if they're being serious. He looked as sideways as humanly possible and said, "I played God and said 'Let there be light'." One of the hotheads sniggers. "They say I killed somebody doing it." He turned his head to look Tanya up and down and said, "You look new here. The females don't usually look as good as you. Why are you here?"

 

[Douglas Lee]

Name: Howard "Howie" Marks

Age: 20

Height: 6'2''

Weight: 250

Crime: Rape

Bio: Howie is an enormous woman lover. Every time he saw a woman, he would try to ask her oute to a date. One night, a girl offered to have sex with him, but when he drove her to the local hot spot to have car sex she refused suddenly. He forced her.

He got caught and sent to jail, but he got a good fuck out of it. Now he was in the lions den.

IC:

Howie walked sullenly along the exercise yard, gazing at the guard's tits and asses with envy and making a grab-ass sign at one and running as she started to walk towards him. He lost her in a crowd of other inmates and then came out and saw another male inmate talking to a female.

How the . . . ?

He walked over, grinning, wanting to tap that ass of that female inmate.

"Hey, there, sweetie pie!" he yelled.