Welcome to Prison, Ladies (Open For All)

[RennyStyle]

A prison scenario has been running in my head for a while, I know I'm new and I'm not sure if there's requirements I have to meet before starting one of these, but it never hurts to try, right?


The idea is a prison, female inmates, but we need a warden, guards, lawyers, and significant others swinging by for conjugal visits, and all of them can be any gender.

The story has Mark Winters, a cop, going undercover to blow the lid on corruption in this particular prison.

And just a reminder, we have some slow moments but it is an sexual role play thread.


We have an OOC thread here. If you want to join, let us know so we can find a way to bring you into the story.


The action mostly takes place in D-Wing, a place for the toughest inmates.


Here's who's who so far, and anyone can join. Just let me know in PM so I can add you to this list, so there's no confusion.

Inmates:
RennyStyle (myself): Tricia Wells, aka No. 0738142
Goldenbraid: Bobby-Lee
AmberStar: Viper

Guards:
Elvenoff1: Mark Winters (Undercover cop), Bill Coons ("Coons" to avoid confusion)
Amberstar: Sharon Mays
Ghaust: Grant Anderson

Other
JonathanBair: JonathanBair. Tricia's Lawyer.
Cherrybomb: Anna. Tricia's daughter

Ash13: Kimberly Cumstrom, assistant DA

NPC Guards (free to use):
Pete
Betty

NPC Inmates (free to use):
Tia

Participants who have left
Mairu: Sasha (left), inmate
Wolfias: Jonas "Bad" Murphy, guard

 

[JonathanBair]

I am a 25 year old that just got hired with GW Lawfirm. I am just walking into my office that I swear was a janitors closet up to a few nights prior. I see a sticky note saying "Tricia Wells @ court house @ 9am" along with a stack of cards. I was excited a case of my own as they promised and I wonder if this is going to be the normal briefing. I shrug and un-pack a few odds and ends to make the desk mine and dropping off a plastic box on my desk along side them. I look at my watch and know I got a hour till I need to get there so I grab about 10 cards. Then I head out to the parking lot and drive the 5 minutes.

I got to the court house just in time to catch the tail end of the sentencing stage of her trial. I asked to have the guards send her to the meeting room before she gets sent off.

I sit behind the table waiting to meet my new client. My first one at that.

 

[Wolfias]

Jonas "Bad" Murphy was a bad boy, the Perfect example of a guy that Mothers warned their daughters about. Always having a bad attitude with authority, Bill spent most of his days in detention rather than in class. Fed up with the dead end High School was turning out to be, so he decided to quit and live the biker lifestyle instead. Finally falling in with the local Hell's Angels chapter, going from petty crimes to State and federal crimes within a year. The DEA finally caught up to him after five hard years, arrested, quickly tried, convicted, he was sentenced to ten years hard time for drug trafficking. It certainly took it's mental toll on Bill.

Getting clean of his addiction was part of Eugene's sentence, it was a struggle getting through it but he managed to and meet all of the other requirements as well. He'd joined a group of biker cons in the Pen, good with mechanical things, and learned to build bikes. He and the guys were sitting in the open area for visitors, his cousin Jim having just left after dropping off some parts. When he noticed one of the inmates fighting, rather loudly with his girlfriend. All the guys looked over to see a lanky bleach blonde in a skirt and black t-shirt, standing there doing her damnedest trying to cool the loudmouth off.

Even though it obviously wasn't working, Bill finally had enough of hearing it and so did his friends, they got up and walk over to the guy. He looked up at them and let out a sigh then turned back to the girl "Just go away and don't bother coming back, we're done!" He looked up at Bill who stood 6'2'' 225 lbs of solid muscle, with green eyes, brown hair in a military crew cut. Took one look into his eyes shivered and walked away calling behind him "You can have the bitch!'' Bill turned to the girl and just shrugs he obviously wasn't interested in her, he rejoins his former inmates as they're sitting down in the visitation area.

Can you believe it? I got out five years ago today on that work program. ''Now I guard you crazy animals.'' Bill chuckles under a volley of several arm punches and hearty back slaps. Standing giving the inmates fist bumps and handshakes, puts on his guard cap and strode over entering the guard station. Logging in buckling on his utility belt as he calls it, going back on duty his attitude became all business.

 

[JonathanBair]

I stand up from my chair as I see a female in shackles coming into the room. With seeing her He knows her from when he was a aide to a lawyer doing intern ship.

"Tricia Wells" I ask wantting to make sure I got the right client"

 

[JonathanBair]

"Jonathan Bair but you can call me Jon, I was a intern under your lawyer for your case" * holds out his hand to shake it with the woman. "Your going to have to catch me to speed as I basically just got your name with no info. I do remember your case vaguely and all my teachers said you never should have got this far. "

I look at the guard and say "I want all recording in this room to be off, and I want her out of the shackles. If your worried you can stand by the door or I can hit this panic button on the table."

 

[JonathanBair]

"Look don't say anything to anyone keep to your self as much as you can. I will pull all the strings I can. I don't want you to talk to anyone you don't have to for now, ok? If anyone wants to move you have me there to watch over you. I will meet with you at court soon as I can. I will be blunt with you and I need you to be 100% forth coming with me about every thing". *looking dead in her eye I ask* "Just between us, are you innocent? I need to know so I can work to know what way to go with my investigation and case review"

 

[JonathanBair]

*Smiles and nods* "Just remember, If anyone wants you I gotta be there ok? I will be fallowing the buss so if I can swing it you only get moved with me being there."

 

[JonathanBair]

I pulled out behind the buss but I knew a more direct rout to the court house down farm fields lined road that had no real up keep other then what the farmers did with there tractors and fighting tractor ruts. I get in there and am standing waiting for the buss to pull in. I tell the guards "remember protective isolation for her after your processing stuff"

 

[JonathanBair]

"Then I want her in a holding room before that, or I will have the governor him self here in a hour reviewing this place. How much do you like your job? Shes not to be in general public got that?" I say looking at the guard while waiting for the bus.

 

[JonathanBair]

I smiles as I see the buss pull up and watch them take you. I fallow behind you.

 

[JonathanBair]

I smile as I stand behind a thick plastic visible wall for viewing with a guard. I watch and listen knowing when you turn to face the bin you will see me.

 

[JonathanBair]

I point at you then role my hand in a gesture to keep on going.

 

[JonathanBair]

I watch as you undress and keeping a eye on the staff.

 

[Wolfias]

One of Jonas co-workers sidled up to the station with a grin and set down a clipboard. "We got some new arrivals en route. Apparently one of them's fresh meat, never been in before. You up for processing 'em?"

Jonas frowns at the leering co-worker imagining bouncing his forehead off the desk. ''Pete, you enjoy this job way too much man.'' If his Superior Offer said to process a new inmate he would do so. But he wouldn't get some perverse thrill out of it.

 

[JonathanBair]

I stand watching and mutter how fouled up her case is. To no one really but loud enough so the guard in the room can hear who is in the room with me.

 

[JonathanBair]

I tell the guard in the room, I am staying and keeping a eye on her till she gets in her protective custody cell.

I watch feeling helpless but knowing I gotta be here to look over her best as I can.

 

[Wolfias]

Jonas entered with the bin placed it on the desk, standing directly to the inmates left facing her. Being taller he didn't have to watch that closely, now if he doesn't to have do anything else it's fine with him.

 

[JonathanBair]

I watch with a view from her left side. I cant help but to look over her toned body as much as I hate to see it this way.

 

[Wolfias]

''Ahm'' Jonas gives Pete a look catching him grin lasciviously with his back to the camera. It was obvious he did not see this behavior as acceptable at all.

 

[Wolfias]

As the cavity search was over Pete stood removing his latex gloves with a loud snaps. Disposing of them with an unseen smirk beyond the cameras viewpoint. Bill's jaw muscles flexed so tightly to the point a slightly audible grinding of teeth was heard. After the pressure hose is turned off Jonas places the bin with the inmates orange jumpsuit, socks and slip on sneakers on a desk.

 

[Wolfias]

A towel was atop the small pile of state assigned clothing. It's a stark reminder that she's now convict No. 0738142. Jonas spoke with tension in his voice having nothing to do with her. ''Inmate dry off, leave the towel'' Pete would eventually come to realize Bill was by the book.

 

[Goldenbraid]

Bobby-lee sat with her head hung down and her eyes closed, listening to the rattle of the cuffs and chains she wore as the vehicle rolled along the road to the prison…. her home for the next several years.

She couldn’t believe the string of bad luck and bad decisions that had led her to this situation. She had always had a bad tendency to be a hot head and to leap before she looked, and that always got her in trouble and messes from the time she was young. She always had seemed at odds with her parents, teachers and authority figures of all types, being labelled a wild child and troublemaker through school and on. That reacting without think was how this whole thing started, because her younger, and more meek, sister Sally had started to get abused by her husband Jeff…. if quietly… and it angered her greatly. So when it looked as if it was never going to stop she made a decision to stop it herself….. borrowing a gun from the sporting store she worked at part time.

She had it all planned out, she had thought, just go there are convince or scare him into stopping, and if he wouldn’t then blow him away and dump the body if need be so her sister would be freed from the abuse. It had worked at first, as she stormed in and confronted him, telling him she knew about his abusing her sister, giving him a few good blows back when he tried to bully her too, and finally watched him stand back nervous and scared as she pulled the gun. But her sister wasn’t as ready for such a bold move, she panicked and freaked a bit, drawing off Bobby’s attention to try and calm her….. giving Jeff the chance to make a move….. to try to get the gun away from her. They had both struggled for long moments, her trying to hold on to the gun and break away as he tried to shake it loose from her hands or get a hold of it. Suddenly it had gone off with a loud bang, causing her sister to scream…. and as they parted, she looked to see a blood spot grow on the front of Sally’s dress.

She’d killed her own sister!

Things had gone rapidly downhill from there, Jeff claming she had been treating her sister over the phone, jealous of Sally’s seemingly better settled life, and had come to make more threats… killing her sister in cold blood when she refused to give in. With her past it wasn’t a hard sell, and having ‘borrowed’ the gun and travelled there it was made out to be premeditated murder…. not to mention the kick and such she did to the cops who arrested her. Her displays in court were no better, yelling and screaming at people, trying to stab Jeff as he lied on the stand with a letter opener she’d grabbed from her lawyer, and her unerring aim when she threw her cup at the judge when found guilty, hitting him it the head.

Her fate had been sealed as the judge, barely holding in his own anger, had slammed down that gavel, sentencing her to twenty five years!

She glanced up for a moment, through the curtain of her blonde hair, at the guard sitting in the back with her, watching him flinch and rub his bandaged hand where she had bite him as she was dragged out to the truck. At least that made her smile amused around the gag it had earned her!

He pulled out his radio. “Call ahead and tell Bill he can get this cougar out of here himself. Maybe he can handle her.” He was likely talking to the other guard, whose face she had scratched when they had shackled her, bringing a look of further amusement to her blue eyes.

Still she was now off the prison, having to live with the fact she had technically killed her own sister, where she was to face who knows what……..


(hope you don't mind me joining.... )

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon watched and waited to see his client. He was intent to have 1 more meeting before she went to her cell.
Jon knew he was going to have a hard time today. To chat with the warden, and anyone else he needed to. Then to top it off there was that family formal event. Only good thing about that was sure his uncles best friend would be there the governor. He knew he would be making some big waves and would hate to pull his family friend ship in but this railroad job left him little to no options. He would have to fight in the law firm to undo there screw up to top the joyful activities off.

He felt like a lion in a cage, waiting to be set lose. His eyes set on Tricia.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon started pacing back and forth only 2 or 3 inches of hard clear wall was separating them. He wanted them to get her moving to the meeting room.

He seen the guard grab her arm. Jon growls at the site of that. He asks the guard in the room with him "Is she being moved to the meeting room now?"

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon walked in and and asked for the cuffs to be removed any recording devices to be turned off. He sitting down at the table at the table as he makes them requests.