The Parolee (Closed for ~*fairywings*~ and PP01):

PhoenixPrime01

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My case load had increased by one last week. A new parolee was added to those I supervise. This one was a rip off artist. She'd been caught trying to steal some jewlery in a deparment store, had been convicted and sentenced to 4 years in the pen since it was valued at over $3,000.00. Now it was my responsibility to watch her for the rest of her parole time, all eighteen months of it.

I'd called earlier to be sure she'd gotten home to her apartment after work and no answer. Another call an hour later and still no answer.

Now I was sitting in my car across the streeet to see just how badly she'd violated her parole conditions. If it was enough she'd be back in the pen for the rest of her sentence.
 
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Mia Smythe

Mia knew she was in deep trouble. She had just been parolled this week and had gone out with a few friends she hadn't seen in the longest time. Unfortunately these friends had kept her out WAY later than her curfew.

It was 4 hours past her designated time to be home when she finally pulled into the driveway of her appartment complex. She made her way up to her appartment and hoped that her parole office hadn't called.

Worse still, she'd left her cell phone in her appartment, so there was no way he could have contacted her if he tried.

She opened the door and headed inside, forgetting to lock it after she entered. In the kitchen she saw the phone on the wall was flashing. She took off her jean jacket, revealing that she was in a tight fitting blouse and a short denim shirt, she had removed her sandals and was wearing only a little black thong under the skirt. She picked up the phone and dialed her voice mail....

Shit! new messages, I'm guessing he called. At that Mia heard her door creak open and she spun around.....
 
Armond Roget:

"It seems you're a bit over your curfew Mia. Care to 'try' to explain," I say as I walk in and sit down looking over you and how you're dressed as I wait.
 
Mia

Mia smoothed her long straight brown hair with one hand as she eyed you with piercing blue eyes. Behind them fear and nervousness was evident.

"I went out with some friends that I hadn't seen since I went away. I guess time fell away from me and by the time I realized how late I was I was on my way home. I left my cell phone here by mistake so I couldn't call you. Oh please don't report it! I swear I won't do it again!!"

Mia was on the verge of tears and ready to beg. She knew she was in trouble.......
 
Armondo Roget:

"Oh, I know you won't Mia. Instead you can spend the next 18 months right back where you were, in the pen with all of the bull dykes enjoying you. They did, didn't they Mia? Made you eat them every night didn't they Mia?"
 
Mia

Mia broke down in tears at the thought of going back to that nightmarish place.

"No please! Please don't make me go back there! I was violated and used everynight by all these strange women. I'll.....I'll do anything....please just don't make me go back there."

She begged and pleaded with you, her eyes filled with so much fear and pain at the thought of having to return to prison...
 
Armonda Roget:

"You'll do anything will you Mia.
"Well there may be an alternative in that case. Close your blinds please. Now Mia."
 
Mia

Mia practically leapt to her feet and scurried across the apartment to close the blinds. She returned to sit on the couch next to you.

"Yes? I'll do anything, what's this alternative?" she asked eagerly.
 
Armondo Roget:

"Have you ever heard of BDSM Mia? Do you know anything about Masters and Mistresses and submissives and consensual slaves?"
 
Mia

Mia's eyes grew wide and she blushed deeply. She had always had the secret desire to be a submissive.

"Yes...I have. I've read about it quite a bit on the internet, before I was in prison. I guess the idea of being dominated and forced to do thing, it well....it got me very aroused."

At this Mia was flushed a deep shade of red.

"But what does that have to do with this?" she asked, still naive.....
 
Armondo Roget:

"Good Mia. Glad you're familiar with the terms and that they turn you on.
"I'm a BDSM Master and I have been for ages. I'll offer you an alternative to prison Mia.
"I'll offer you residential parole at my home and in turn you will become my submissive and I will train you as a slave. You will obey me instantly and as perfectly as you're able or I'll punish you.
"You'll do anything and everything I ask you to or I'll punish you and you'll do it anywere, any time I wish or you'll be punished.
"My words will become the laws you live by or you'll be punished."

"If you agree to this I won't report your violation and in 18 months you'll have the choice of staying or leaving me. If you leave you'll be a productive, well disciplined memeber of society and I'll have taught you a trade as part of your training.
"What do you say Mia? Prison or my slut and slave in training instead for the rest of your parole time?"
 
Mia

Mia hesitated a moment, weighing the pros and cons within her head. Prison had been torture and yes this alternative had the possiblity of torture, but also the possibility of pleasure. Prison did not have that.

"I'll be your slut, your slave Sir" she whispered
 
Armondo Roget:

"If you're certain stand and strip for me Mia. Show me what's now mine, show me what I own for the next 18 months. As you do play with yourself and describe yourself to me verbally at the same time.
"Do it like a wanton slut, a hot little whore would for her john, without shame or hesitation.
"You may begin."
 
Mia

Mia felt a deep blush spread across her cheeks. She had not sexually pleased a man in so long, and before she went into prison she was inexperienced as well.

She slowly began to unbutton her blouse feeling the fabric slide from her body, she had not been wearing a bra and therefore she gently toyed with her nipples...

"mmmm....I'm gently tugging and toying with my pert lil erect nipples for you Master, it feels so good" she whispered.

The wide eyed look on her faced showed her own disbelief at what she was doing and saying.

The blouse fell to the ground and she unzipped the demin skirt, pulling it down her long lean legs. She continued to play with her nipples with one hand, while slipping her thumb beneath the string waitband of the skimpy thong. She pulled it down ever so slowly, revealing her shaven lil sex.

She spread the lips open and massaged down her slit, just grazing her clit.

"Oh Master, I'm dripping wet already, I was so nervous and excited when you gave me the chance to choose to be your slut. As your slut, i love playing with myself, stroking my slit, grazing my lil clit, every sensation sends sparks shoot through my body."
 
Armondo Roget:

"How big are my slut's tits? What's your cup size slut?
"Do you always shave your pussy? Why if you do for bathing suits or because it makes you feel like what you want to be a submissive slut for a Master?"
 
"They are 36 C Master" Mia replied with a blush and it turned deeper at the next question.

"I shave for both reasons actually Master. I originally shaved so I could wear a bikini I liked, but loved the feeling, so exposed and naked. So that is why I shave."

Mia wanted nothing more than to cover herself, her hands slipping to her pussy, acting as if they were playing but merely tring to hide it.....
 
Amondo Roget:

"That's how big your chest is slut. What's your cup size, that's the size of your tits slut?
"Oh good. You're already to spread your pussy lips and show me your clit and cunt. Go ahead slut. Pinch and pull them nice and wide apart as you rock your hips toward me so I can see your slutty cunt."
 
Mia

Keeping her eyes cast to the floor Mia reluctantly spreads her cunt lips, exposing her already erect lil clit and her shiny cunt. It was slick from the juices flowing. It was evident this lil slut was aroused already.
 
Armondo Roget:

He leans forward and blows on your hard clit and down the slit to your cunt. He takes a deep breath inhaling the scent of your arousal and humms his appreciation,"Mmmmm nice and juicy and wet and you smell soo good my slutty fucktoy."

Then sits up and *Smack!* *Smack!* each tit is slapped leaving behind a red hand print on their outer swells.

"I asked a question you didn't answer slut. What is your cup size? Wish to tell me now or should I continue to punish your tits until you do?"
 
Mia

She moaned as You blew softly on her clit, inhaling her musky scent deeply.

She blushed as You commented on how good she smelled and then gasped as Your hand left red marks on her breasts.

"C Master, they are a C cup size" she whimpered as she moved her hand instinctively to caress her tender breasts.....
 
Armondo Roget:

"Hands down slut. Were you given permission to let go of your pussy lips? Do I need to spank there next?
"When you're put in a position you stay that way no matter what happens or you'll be punished very clearly understood slut?"
 
Mia

She jumped as her Master yelled at her and her hands immediately went back to holding her pussy lips.

"Yes Master," she replied, "but Master, my breasts, it hurt when you smacked them. I needed to....it was natural to try to soothe them...." she added in a soft tone, knowing the second the words rolled out of her lips that it was a mistake.
 
Armondo Roget:

"Of course it was a natural reaction and one of many we'll train out of you. That's why you only received one smack for each hand and a warning about your pussy instead of me spanking it too, but now you know. Next time, if there is one, it will be a bit harsher and each time it happens after will be an even harsher punishment.
"How much, other than clothing to you have here slut?" he asks then bends to inhale your scent again before lapping your slit to taste your juices.
 
Mia

Ohhh....she moaned softly as You lapped at her slit....

"Not much Master....just some money....keepsake pictures.....jewlery and makeup....other than that I have nothing." she whispered, her body trembling from the actions of Your tongue.....
 
Armondo Roget:

His teeth nip on your clit then he sits up and asks, "How long to pack everything my slave to be?"
 
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