The New Fish

Lippstick

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The handcuffs burned my wrists as I was marched into my new home.
The guards were rough with me, shoving me along, and prodding me with their sticks whenever I hesitated. They treated me like I was an animal.

How could I expect better treatment, though?
Wasn't I a murderer?
God, how did it come to this?
I was 19 years old, and my life was over.


Actually, my life ended on the night of my 18th birthday. To celebrate, my friends and I all got fake ID's and went to a strip club. It was a kick. Just something to do. My coming out party.

Geez. I had never even seen a naked man before. But I liked what I saw. And I wanted to see more.
It was also the first night I ever drank a Long Island Iced Tea.
I had five of them.

On the drive home, I smashed into a minivan carrying the Martinez family home from a visit to their grandmother. Two of the kids died. The mother died. One of my best frends died. And another was crippled.

That's when I became a murderer.
And that's why I was going to spend at least the next ten years in the Washington Correctional Institute For Women.....
 
At Lippstick's request, I'm withdrawing from this thread. Good luck on attracting the all female cast you desire!
 
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Susanne Duff..

Sue Duff sits on the floor alone in her cell. She bounces her softball onto the floor and watches it bounce against the wall before catching it with one hand repeatedly. The sound echoes around the rest of the cells causing complaints from other prisoners that shout out for her to stop.

"Duff!....cool it will ya!" Ginder opened the hatch and shouted through to her with that almost male voice of hers. "You're causing another fuckin' riot!"

Ginder was as cruel as hell. A real butch lesbian with a mean streak and a prison guard that set her own standards.

Sue caught the ball and grinned back holding a finger in the air.
"Up yours' Ginder!"

"Yeah....give me the oportunity you little fucker and I'd be right up yours.....now cool it!" The hatch closed with a crash.

Sue was hard and defient when she had to be. Just 19 years old and serving time for murder. She killed her step-father for trying to rape her, but his status made it impossible to prove. They say she killed him in cold blood for no reason at all......only she knew the truth of what happened.

Sue leaned back against the cold wall. She rested her hands on her short cropped blonde hair and wondered when she would be sharing the cell with someone. It was getting lonely since Beth got released a week ago.

She had little chance of regular visits from the outside. Her mother and sister gave up on her....believing that she was bad. But deep inside was a gentle person, barely an adult with a past full of abuse. She had to be hard to survive and now even harder in prison.

She knew that one day Ginder would try something and feared the day to come. But she remained fiesty to show a brave face to cover her fears.

She no longer cried herself to sleep at night.
 
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Ali Grayson

Two of the guards took me -- both women, since there didn't seem to be a man within ten miles of the prison -- into a small room. Once inside, they ordered me to strip. With trembling fingers, I did.

I stood before them completely naked, with my hands covering my private places. Waiting.

For a while, they just stared at me. I knew what they saw.


Blonde hair, cut short.
Blue eyes.
5'3". 105 pounds.
34-23-34.
Everyone always said I was pretty.
Not that it mattered anymore.

The room was cold, and I started to shiver. Then, one of the guards walked over to me.
She searched me.
Everywhere.
I started to cry, but this only seemed to amuse her.
She was.... very through. And very experienced at this sort of thing. She was able to tell I was a virgin. Her partner made a note of this fact on her clipboard.
After an eternity, it was over.


Only it wasn't.
Her partner had to doublecheck.
Everything.
At that point, my mind thankfully went blank. I don't remember getting dressed. I don't remember walking to my cell. I remembered nothing until the woman started shaking me.

Woman?
Girl, really.
That's when I met my new cellmate.....
 
Susanne Duff..

The cell door opened and the two guards brought her in. She was dazed, just staring into nowhere in particular and they sat her on the bunk. She was about my age too, so I assumed that this was my cellmate.

I remained seated on the floor. The floor was my favourite place. I was used to sitting on floors because it was always the place I was made to sit for punishment when I was a kid.

"Meet your new friend Duff." the guard told me as they left us.

I looked at her and realised that it was the same routine that did that to all of us. The searches and the impersonal embarrassment. I started to speak to her, hoping to bring her out of the shock.....Beth was always good to talk to when I first arrived and I suppose it was down to me to do the same.

"My name is Sue. Welcome to your new home. I know you can here me, but take your time to respond, it's ok. I know how it is. You get used to it. "

I sat beside her and noticed her trembling. I put my arm around her and drew her close to me......a cuddle was always needed at times like this. She responded and lay her head against me.

She looked up at me and I smiled. "What's your name?"
 
Ali Grayson

I was crying. I'd been crying for a while. I didn't think I would ever stop.
"I want to go home," I whimpered. "I just want to go home..."

The girl put her arms around me and started stroking my hair. It was comforting, and after a few minutes, I started to calm down a bit.

"What's your name?" she asked.
"Ali," I said.
"Well, Ali," she said, "Welcome to paradise."

I looked around my new home. The cell was small and cramped, but it seemed clean enough. There was a bunk bed against one wall. In the back was the toilet and the sink. No mirror. A small window let in a bit of sunlight. The other wall had pictures taped to it from floor to ceiling. Most were of celebrities ripped out of magazines. All women. The rest were snapshots of a middle aged woman.

"I think I'm okay now," I announced. My cellmate -- Sue, I believe her name was -- smiled at me. I waited her to let me go.

She didn't.....
 
"Ali Grayson?" I knew that name. There was a show trial recently in all the newspapers. I kept her close to me, holding her tight as I thought about that trial.

"Geeeez Ali....I know about you." I whispered. "They came down pretty hard on you. You don't belong here. Neither do I."

I could smell the sweetness of her hair. Something I had learned to love so much. Beth made me aware of these things more than anything since I was put in this place.

She looked around the cell and noticed the pictures on the walls.
All women. The legacy left behind by Beth and the way she was.

"The last cellmate. She loved those pictures. They are all I have to remind me of her." I let her go and walked over to one of the pictures. The middle-aged women I learned to respect and....love.
"That is Beth." I pointed to the picture and ran my finger over her face.

"Beth?" Ali asked. "The last cellmate?"

"Yes." I smiled, still looking at the picture. "She looked after me. Took care of me and protected me." Then I was filled with the fear of what I was going to be exposed to now she had gone.

Waiting for Ginder to have her day.
 
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Ali Grayson

I shook my head. It was all so unreal. But this was going to be my home. Maybe for the rest of my life.

And Sue?
She'd be here too. Every second of every day. Just like she'd been with Beth. I watched her eyes as she stared at the pictures of her former cellmate. There was sadness in them, and loss. Suddenly, I understood a little bit more about their relationship.


"You miss her," I said, stating the obvious.
"Yeah," Sue said. "But she said she'd wait for me on the outside. Only she hasn't been in touch much over the last few weeks...."

She sighed. This time it was my turn to offer comfort. I hugged her and said, "I'm sure she misses you too...."


Only I wasn't sure. Neither was she. But what was life without illusions.....
 
Susanne Duff..

Beth was the only person on the outside I could rely upon to visit me. Ali seemed to understand this as we hugged each other.

Ali was coming around now. The shock of the search now slowly being pushed to the back of her mind. I noticed how pretty she was and hoped that I looked acceptably so. It was hard keeping your looks in good shape. Prison is not exactly open to the things a girl needs for beauty care. Just basics.

"Atleast we have each other, Ali." I told her. She raised a smile.
"I bet we look like twin sisters, only you are a few inches taller and my hair is a darker blonde than yours." I tried to cheer her up further. It worked and we both laughed.

"So what did you and Beth get up to in a small cell like this?" Ali asked. That brought back a little sadness to me, but I was going to be honest with her.

"Like I said, we looked after each other. She shown me things."

"Things? Like....for instance?"

"How to bide our time. Comforting each other. She was like a mother and also a......"

"Yes? A good friend?"

"Also lover." I said bluntly. I had never had another female lover before, until Beth. "We did things. Things we both needed."
 
Ali Grayson

"I'll never get that lonely," I said. As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew they were wrong. The expression on Sue's face changed immediately. I could see the hurt there, and the anger.


"I'm sorry..." I tried to apologize. Before I could get another word out, she slapped me hard across the face.

"You stupid little girl," she said. "What makes you think you have a choice? You have no idea what it's like here. But you'll learn.

That's when she jumped me, forcing me onto my back. Then she straddled me, pinning me to the ground. I tried to scream, but nothing came out.

"This is your first lesson," she said coldly....
 
"I'll never get that lonely" Ali said. I looked at her and then I realised that she was not thinking straight. That was my mistake when I first came in here.

I slapped her face. She made me feel as if I was dirty. It wasn't dirty! I told her that she had no choice. It was going to happen!

I jumped her.......grabbing her collar and forcing her to the ground where I pinned her between my legs. She was shocked and I noticed the fear in her eyes as I looked at her.

"This is your first lesson!" I told her. "Remember this little girl...don't even think of going above your station! If you think this is bad, then you wait until Ginder gets a hold of you in the showers later. Be warned, you ain't seen nothing yet."

I reached down and held her face in my hands. My lips touched hers and we kissed. She didn't resist me. When I opened my eyes I saw those eyes of hers staring back at me.

"That was gentle....there will be a time when you will cry out for that kind of tenderness....and I know about these things in here.
Remember this, I am the bestest friend you will ever have here."

I let her go and watched her eyes well with tears. That got to me and I looked up to the ceiling. I was begining to cry myself.

"Oh Ali.......forgive me, please? I didn't mean to be so rough. You have to understand. That's how things are in here. You will see..."
 
Kathy Code

Getting up this morning and dressing to go to work at the Correctional Institute for Women. I hope I don't have any problems today, not really in a good mood.

Taking my coffee I head out to my car and drive the eighteen miles to work. Parking the car I get out and make sure I have my stick and everything. Going in I wave to Chris as she lets me it.

Going to check to see what cell block I have today, Cell Block 5. Not a bad one thank you. They open the doors to let me in. Walking around, I hear the sould like fighting going on. Following the sound I come up to the cell and slam my stick against it. Telling them to knock it off. "If I have to come in there you will be sorry."

Looks like a new one, well Susanne will show her the ropes onces they calm down. The new ones face looks like I know her from someplace. It will come to me if I do.

Well they look like they will be ok now. Walking away I just listen, yes everything will be ok.

OOC:
Kathy Code
6 ft
brown hair and eyes
Has been working here for 10 years and don't take no shit.
 
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Susanne Duff..

"If I have to come in there you will be sorry." I heard the voice of Code as I straddled Ali on the floor. She opened the hatch and looked at us and then grinned before closing it again.

"Who was that?" Ali asked. "Is that Ginder?"

"No. That's Kathy Code. Just another guard."

I helped Ali to her feet and then laid down a few of my own rules in the cell. I was senior mate now and Ali had to tow-the-line.

"One, I am first to use the latrine in the mornings. Two, I have priority usage over any supplies we are given. Yes, I mean yours too, and you do as I say. Everything."

"Everything?....like what?" Ali asked.

"Everything means everything. If I asked you to strip for me and let me suck your tits....then you do it...OK?"

"Fuck you!"

"Oh no. Remember, you have to learn the ropes in this place and one of the first things you do is everything I say and want."

"I suppose you did all that for Beth?"

I grabbed her again by the collar and drew her close to my face. "Ali....as much as I may not like this myself....you have to do this. If the others here find out I'm too soft with you it can be trouble for both of us. Is that perfectly clear? You are the new fish...OK?"
 
Ali Grayson

I understood.
I understood all too well.
There was only one I could possible do.

My fingers trembled as I reached for the buttons of my rough prison-issued denim shirt. My fingers were inexplicably clumsy and it seemed to take an eternity, but eventually I managed to slip it off.
I pulled the strapes of my bra down and started to unfastion it when Sue reached out and stopped me.

"Allow me," she said. Her eyes burned with desire as she reached out. This time I didn't back away as she started to touch me....
 
Kathy Code

Walking back I went to look at the cell with Susanne and the other woman fighting. I stop short, well I better leave them alone for a bit. Looks like they were getting into it.

As they got more into it, I will make my entrance and stop them.. I sure they are going to like me then.

I just stand back here and watch. Maybe I should leave and come back, and miss the show, no way.
 
Susanne Duff..

I gently eased Ali's breasts from her bra and held them in my hands. They were firm and so lush. Her nipples hardened to my touch.

"There nothing like Beth's." I told her. "Like mine, smooth and firm. Ali, you will learn to like this I promise you."

The hatch opened on the door and I stood motionless, just holding Ali close to me and waited.

"You two!.....what are you doing!" Code called out. I heard the keys rattle.........she was going to come in.
 
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Kathy Code

" Ok now, what are you two doing.", as I open the door. " Now, Susanne let , your name is Ali. Ok let Ali get dress. Am I going to have any trouble here?"

Watching Ali getting dress, I have to ask her. "Do I know you?"

Susanne said "You should from the TV. She has been all over the news". Looking at her, yes that is where from.


"Now you two behave, I DON'T WANT TO COME IN HERE AGAIN, do you here me?"

"You wouldn't like it if I have to come back." Locking the door, I listen as I walk away. I have five more hours of this. I think it is coffee time.
 
I waited for Code to leave. Ali looked at me and I sat beside her on the bunk. "Don't get ideas that Code will protect you." I explained to her. "She can be a mean bitch when she wants."

I looked up at the picture of Beth on the wall. "Beth was good to me. Real good." I turned back to look at Ali; "I will treat you good too. But you must always do as I say."

"Are you a lesbian like Beth?" Ali asked.

"Not a lesbian. She just shown me how things are. You will see."

"But you touched me in that way. You kissed me before, in the same way."

"I know. You will learn to love it like I did. It's the way things are here. We need these things. Sex keeps us sane and it makes us feel secure. I swear Ali, you will get used to it."
 
Ali Grayson

Quickly, I slipped my shirt back on. I couldn't believe someone was watching us.
What kind of place was this?
Then it hit me.
This was prison. And there would always be someone watching us. I started to tremble. Sue put her arm around me and we talked for a while. We talked about a lot of things, but the subject always seemed to return to the same topic.

Sex.

It will keep you sane, Sue said.
I started to wonder if it was too late.


Without warning, the lights went out.
"Bedtime," Sue said.
"I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight," I said.
"Good," Sue replied. She reached out and pulled me onto her bunk and started undressing me.


"What if the guard comes back," I protested. "If she did, we'll get in trouble.
"Just shut up," Sue said. I could barely see her, but from the hungry expression on her face I could tell I was already in trouble....
 
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OOC: Hold.....re-think plot.

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