The Prison.

[alias_amy]

Hey Welcome to the thread thanks for joining if u are going to join or already have, the starting post is quite long but the posts after do not have to be as long altho at least 1 paragraph and about 7 lines to that paragraph would be good please.

Name: Alaya Merandan
Age: 22
Hair: Brunette, straightened to her shoulders.
Breasts: 34C
Height: 5'8'
Body: Beautiful, smooth tucked in arse.

IC:

The grey sand encrusted prisoner transport coach moved slowly across the smooth plained out sand of the hot desert, the Prison...The prison with the most deaths and the worst reputation in the world could be seen ahead getting closer and closer...Alaya was sitting at the back of the coach her feet were handcuffed to the bottom of the chairs and her hands had also been handcuffed together, two police officers sat either side in front of her both holding a high powered shotgun each, she knew the make, she had used one before.

Alaya rested her head back against the back of the chair letting her mind slip away...back to the old days, she remembered everything..how at the age of 6 her father made her train day and night for the next 10 years, when she reached 16 she had been taught everything her 53 year old father or commander as she had had to call him had taught her. Of course...the school she went to knew known of this and Alaya being quite attractive attracted a lot of attention from the boys she remembered the day when one of them...his name had been Eric...Eric hutchinsons had grabbed her ass, squeezed it and had said "bet you like that yah!" later that day Eric was taken to hospital with fracture to his skull and a broken hand, the exact hand that had squeezed her arse.

Her father got rid of the people who wanted her removed from school after that, apparently money and a high position in the countries army worked well.

At the age of 18 Alaya had become a bodyguard, her fathers bodyguard infact, the highest of class and the best bodyguard around...the president himself had requested for her but she refused wanting to protect her father but on her father removal day from the army to go into politics (he was infact in good position to overtake the president) she failed at protecting him, infact...at the time when her father had been shot in the head 6 times she was having sex and losing her virginity to Ryan Gammond the head of president's personal defence.

4 years after that day after spending so long tracking who had murdered her father, she had found out that it was the united states...the united states had betrayed and murdered her father, Ryan had been in on it...The president knew how good she was and Ryan had been the distraction...she lost control finding that out, she used her access privelieges to gain access to the white house...in total she killed 23 people including Ryan and had taken 4 shots at the president himself before being taken down at the leg by a defence sniper.

2 months later...she had been sentenced straight away...prison for life and now she was here on the sand encrusted coach heading towards the worst prison in the world.

The coach stopped suddenly outside the electronic gates, they slowly opened and the coach drove in pulling up next to a huge metallic door, one of the guards infront of her kocked her hard in the chest with the holder of his gun and said "come on bitch time to go" the other guard undid the cuffs on her feet before pulling her up and pushing her ahead of him...they walked off the coach which pulled away as soon as they were off and exited thru the electronic gates. the other guard walked slowly ahead casually turning his head to make sure she was following, she felt a hand smack her right butt cheek and the same voice from earlier say "come on bitch you can walk faster then that."

Alaya stopped right where she was and said "i hurt people who do that...and im gonna hurt you!" Alaya ducked down and underkicked the mans legs, he toppled over onto the ground screaming, she stood up kicked him in the side of the head and then dislocated his arm by pressing her foot between the bones before turning and running and opposite way...she didn't know why she was running she had no chance, the sniper above the entrace took aim and fired a high-charged sleeping dart hit her right in the neck, she fell on the ground...unconscious.

(end of IC)

Right characters we are looking for:

Warden (Male)
The Warden's bitch (female) (not a prisoner, a women the warden knows is good with torture and has had a lot of practice)
Male Prisoners (Male obviously but if you wish you can be homosexual) (see how polictically correct i am )
Female Prisoners (Female obviously but you can also be lesbians if u wish)
Eric hutchinsons (i would love Eric hutchinsons to star in this, maybe he works at the prison as a guard or is the warden himself)

if you are going to join this thread please be prepared for any content containing

rape, torture, bondage, homosexual activity, Lesbian activity and anything else u can think of okay

Lets play

 

[young_n_horny84]

Name: Jason McCarthy
Age: 27
Hair: Brunette, long straight at the top and semi-curled at the bottom just below my shoulders
Cock: 8 inches long, and 2.5 inches around
Height: 5'11"
Body: ripped, v-shape. been working out in prison for a few years now. several tattoos all over my arms

I saw all of the action in the yard as she was coming in...I knew who she was and why she was here. I had read her file when I was cleaning the wardens ofice, part of my job for having been on good behavior is that I get to help the warden out when it's needed. I spend my time snooping around the office, I know all the passwords for all of the info I ever need to get my hands on.

This little fire cracker could be of good use if I can ever get her to calm down...who knows, maybe once she gets through a few days here I can convincer her to stick with me. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to wait till that dart is finished taking it's effect on her first.

 

[x-willow-x]

Samara Rae

Name: Samara Rae
Age: 23
Hair: straight, black, slightly past shoulders
Eyes: Piercing ice blue
Breasts: 36B
Height: 5'6'
Body: Slim with petite, yet fit, curves

IC:

Samara watched out the small window at the exchange going on outside. She was definitely the new girl, one that had most likely murdered someone to get placed in here, just as Samara herself had done.

Samara had walked into work one day with a gun. She had been vying for a raise for nearly eight months, yet her boss gave it to the lesser-qualified girl. She had been fucking him for months. So, Samara walked into his office and shot them both in the head with their pants and skirt around their ankles.

Her case wasn't as high-profile as the new girl's- the attempted presidential assassination had been all over the news- but it got her stuck in the high-security ward, probably because of repeated suicide attempts. Her wrists were covered with scars, but every time she came close to dying, somebody found her and called 911 and she was patched up, given some therapy, and sent on her way.

Samara hadn't spoken since she pulled the trigger. She didn't testify in court, and she never talked to the psychiartrists. They still concluded that she was mentally stable when she killed her boss and his mistress, however, and she was put here. The other prisoners and guards mostly stayed away from her, not because she was threatening, but because if they did do anything, they got no response from her. She laid in bed most of the time, getting up only when it was necessary, to eat, to use the bathroom, and to get her daily 'exercise' which consisted of standing in the corner of the court with a cigarette.

She sighed, crawling back into her bed and wrapping the blankets around her, waiting for the arrival of her cellmate. Samara was the only one in this wing with no cellmate, so it was almost a given that the new girl would be brought here.

 

[PredatorX]

Gil Marcus

Name: Gil Marcus
Age: 27
Race: Caucasian.
Hair: Black, short.
Eyes: Grey
Height: 6´0´
Body: Slim and well trained.

IC:

This was not the life Gil would have chosen for himself. But he was used to it now. Having been in prison for 5 years and only a lifetime more to spend there. Then he would be free. If it wasn´t for his stupid and now dead brother he would not have been here. They had robbed a grocery store and all was well until his brother shot all the 3 customers and the clerk dead. The following shootout with the police was what sealed his fate. 2 dead officers later he found himself going to trial. His brother John and 2 of their friends was dead. Only Gil was left to convict. Now 5 years later he had rebuilt his life here in prison. It was not an easy life but he had managed. The obligatory rape he endured after he arrived was the first and the last time he was abused that way. The asshole raping him was not alive long after the act. It was still held in mystery who did him in and Gil liked it that way.

 

[alias_amy]

Thanks for joining all...we really need a warden and some guards before we continue so if anyones reading...we need you

 

[JokerWild]

I'll join as a male guard.

Name: James Collin
Age: 23
Race: African American.
Hair: Black braided
Eyes: Brown
Height: 6´1
Body: Thick, well toned

IC
James walked through the double steel doors, he could hear the loud talking of the inmates in their cells, as well as other on duty officers. He was given his gun and floor assignments. He had worked in three prisons in his young life, each time he transfered because he had trouble keeping his dick in his pants.

But he was never caught unlike his peers and former bosses/wardens, they were in prison now for either stealing money from the prison or raping the female prisoners. James rarely raped a female prisoner...most of them fucked him willingly. But sometimes he did let his rage and animalistic side escape and have his way with a tight-twated, virgin assed slut.

As he walked towards the female floor he could see them sitting on their beds talking to one another across the cells. "Mornin officer." a few called out to him as he passed. He only smiled and kept walking, more than eighty percent were beautiful...but deadly. "I think I'm going to like it here." he said aloud as he walked down the corrier.

 

[sonali00783]

Name: Sonali Rao
Age: 23
Hair: straight, black, long
Eyes: blue
Breasts: 36B
Height: 5'5"
Body: Slim , curvy

IC:
I am a crossbreed of american father and indian mom. I used to be in a top notch university of science where US millitary work was carried on.I am in the prison because i had killed my professor when he tried to rape me but his friend framed me of being a spy and selling millitary secrets and on being caught killing the professor. No trials were held due to national security law breeches and i was sent here last week.

Now i feel sorry for the new girl arriving here as i feel some injustice must have been done to her.

I try to remain invisible in the prison though i know it will be hard and i will meet same fate as others but i will try to protect my dignity for as long as possible.

 

[alias_amy]

Still need a Warden

 

[TechnoFetish]

Let me know if this is what you are looking for

Name: Jake Morris

Age: 42
Hair: Sandy brown
Eyes: Grey
Height: 6 even
Ex serviceman, ex mercenary, but has grown a little pudgy with age and abuse

Looks out the window then back to his secretary on his desk. She can't speak because of the gag in her mouth. Can't move away either, because of the handcuffs. She loves it, the slut. He grins and takes a nip from the hip flask before putting it back into the drawer.

He pulls out a folder from the file drawer and flips through it, leaning back on his chair even as the girl squirms on the desk. Throwing the file down onto the floor he looks out the window again

Goddamn! When will they ever learn. Send him another one? He could smell them a mile away. But this one is cute. He likes the way she carries herself. Now what is he going to do about it. And what do they expect him to do about it? Fuck!

He shakes his head, and reaches for the drawer, but then he checks himself. He looks up at his secretary, who looks back wide-eyed. No time for that. Time to work.

 

[horseman4]

Name: Sam Rhinehart
Age: 38
Height: 5'10
Weight: 225
Hair: Bald
Eyes: Black

Sam was only recently discharged from the military after being discharged and narrowly escaping charges for roughing up one to many military prisoners while serving as a MP in the Army. He found himself starting a new job one where his talents might be appreciated by someone higher up. He hoped his love of fighting and his shoot first ask questions later attitude might actually be a positive attribute here. He had heard the warden did not take any crap and was also ex-military. Sam looked at himself in the mirror one last time making sure all was in place. His uniform was pressed perfectly, shoes shined like glass and all his brass was polished. He admired his well muscled frame though short he was built like a bulldog. This was his first day and after breezing through orientation he was eager to get started. This morning he had been told to report to the wardens office for his assignment. He walks into the reception area not seeing the secretary so knocks on the wardens door loudly.

 

[alias_amy]

Alaya stopped right where she was and said "i hurt people who do that...and im gonna hurt you!" Alaya ducked down and underkicked the mans legs, he toppled over onto the ground screaming, she stood up kicked him in the side of the head and then dislocated his arm by pressing her foot between the bones before turning and running and opposite way...she didn't know why she was running she had no chance, the sniper above the entrace took aim and fired a high-charged sleeping dart hit her right in the neck, she fell on the ground...unconscious.

IC:

Alaya's eyes slowly flickered open, her vision blurred until her eyes adjusted to the light of the room, she was lying on a table, well half lying as if she had been carried or more dragged across the floor and dumped here. Her hands were still cuffed together and now her feet were also cuffed again but more tightly then before, she looked around the room which was empty apart from a few shelves and a folder on a desk.

She lifted her body up and slowly slide it down the table till she got to the edge and then hopped off...

"ah fuck"

she said as she hopped onto the floor onto her legs which gave way she collapsed onto the floor, she couldn't feel her legs at all...she knew they must have injected her with something, she had tried to run so they injected her legs so she couldn't run till she was safely locked up.

Just then the door opened and a woman walked in, she looked down at Alaya not surprised to see her on the floor and said

"Oh your awake then...they usually take longer to wake up, right well anyway lets get on with it" she walked over to the folder and opened it "Your prisoner number will be W77603, soon you will have to be striped searched and...inspected to make sure you are not carrying anything but before that i believe the Warden wants to see you as you are quite a celebrity after that we can give you your uniform and show you your cell mate..."

Alaya rested her head against the floor, she was still tired from the sleeping dart that had been shot into her legs...and the lack of being able to move her legs didn't help...

 

[young_n_horny84]

Jason leaned against the wall in his cell, wondering how the new girl was addapting to life her at the maximum securty facility, the first to ever be a co-ed prison. Thinking to himself which few female prisoners would have open bunk space...and the first one to come to mind is the extreamly quiet Samara Rae, a beautiful woman who he wished would open up.