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Prison Bitch	By : greeting Category: M through R > Orange is the New Black Views: 10129 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Wake up, Puta" said a familiar voice, pulling Piper from her merciful slumbers. Even if it was barely more than a whisper, Piper knew better than to act as if she hadn't heard it. The voice didn't need to say her name out loud as she heard it more often than her real name. With a resignated sigh, she opened her eyes and looked at the Latina sitting on the bunkbed next to her. Maria was sitting on her bed, staring down at the blond inmate. She hated her neighbor more than anything, but she had taken a liking to her as well since Maria had put the white woman back in her place. Nowadays, the two of them were rarely seen apart, Maria taking great pleasures in reminding her bitch that she owned her. It was more or less common knowledge amongst the inmates that Piper belonged to Maria although the guards were either choosing to put a blind eye on that situation or they were completely oblivious, the latter being more likely.

"What?" said Piper, her voice as low as she could. Still waking up, her answer involuntarily sounded more like a complaint than a question, and Piper immediately regretted it. Maria hated anything that could be interpreted as a disrespect, especially from her.

" Coño puta" whispered the latina menacingly. "Don't use that tone with me, puta. Do you want to get beat up again, huh. Bet you'd love getting your ass kicked next time you take a shower, huh?"

Desperate to avoid yet another beating, Piper apologized to the angry Latina. She hated herself as the words came out much faster than she intended, giving Maria a clear signal that she was scared. It couldn't be helped for now. Maria had taken everything from her and there was no way for her to fight back. Her friends had abandoned her and the guards were hopelessly incompetent.

Satisfied with her bitch's plea, Maria sighed and continued. "That's better. Never forget that I own you, puta. I could make your life a living hell if I wanted"

Piper stopped herself from chuckling, as Maria already did ruin her life, but she knew it could be even worse.

"So... You should be grateful as I have found a use for that pale, skinny ugly body of yours. You're going to earn the protection we're giving you, right? Tonight after your job, you will meet with Flacca as soon as you finish and you better do everything she tells you to, okay? If she tells me you've so much as hesitated on anything she say, you're gonna get it. Yeah, one more think, puta. Be pretty. It's gonna be easier that way."

Having no illusion about what she would have to do, Piper sat on the bed and nodded, defeated. They would use her body to gain something else... What other choice did she have but to comply? If she refuse to meet with Flacca, she would probably get the worst beating or worse she had gotten so far. Beg Flacca not to make her fuck whoever they wanted her to fuck? So far none of her pleas had gotten her anywhere as none of the latinas seemed to have the slightest empathy for her. Cursing inwardly, she rose from her bunk and followed Maria a few steps behind as the Latina was leaving for breakfast, like a dog would follow its mistress.

Just like any morning, Piper silently handed almost half of her lunch, having figured out that the rest of her meal would at least be edible once she handed Maria and her friends the best bits. Still hungry but used to it by now, she made her way along with Flacca to the sewing factory. She didn't even bother to ask the younger latina what would happen later.

As the bell rang for lunch, she tried to eat alone at a table, but was greatly disappointed when she saw Flacca sit next to her. "Aren't you curious?" she said with a smirk "Don't you want to know what you're going to do?"

"Of course wanna know! Are you really going to tell me?" said Piper with a mix of dread and hope as she wasn't sure if she wanted to know who she was about to fuck

"Weeeeell" said the latina playfully "since you have been such a good little girl, I'll let you in a secret"

Piper once again repressed a chuckle at being called a good little girl by someone younger than her by a decade. She kept silent, awaiting anxiously the answer.

"Maria figured that we could... sway Luschek our way with that tiny ass body of yours. You'll be a good little puta now, won't you?"

Piper wanted to scream. Not Luschek again. Urk. That guy was everything she hated in men. Lousy, rude, stupid and she had experienced first hand that his hygiene was ... lacking in the most vital areas. She wanted to say that she wouldn't do it, that Flacca could just go fuck herself, that she was done with all that crap. Instead, still thinking about her reality and nodded, saying "Ye... yes."

"Good girl. Ha yeah and this time, make it slow. Make it last. Tease him a bit. Like, be a good little whore or something. We really want him to enjoy himself so you never say to to him. Got it?"

Flacca was satisfied to see Piper nod. Both of them got back to work, Flacca hurrying back to her place, leaving Piper to walk slowly back to work, doing her best to digest the horrible news she just received. Miserable, Piper half-assed her afternoon, watching with resentment the clock that refused to slow down. It would take more than a blowjob this time according to Flacca. The command had been made clear, but why? What was the point of all this, beside the endless torment she was subjected to? She was worth even less than a whore to the latinas, that much was obvious but why make it last? Every minute spent having sex with Luschek increased their chances of getting caught. Something was escaping her, but she would find out anyway soon enough.

The bell rang again, making Piper's heart skip a beat as the moment she dreaded approached.
Both women made their way to Luschek's workplace. Flacca was walking at a fast pace, making it hard for Piper to keep up. The younger woman slowed down as they approached the shop. "And remember, you have to act like you want it. He doesn't know you are a cheap whore, so act like it. You will love it when his dick gets inside you, yeah? Do that and Maria might let you eat a full meal tonight" she finished with a wink, as if they were friends.

Flacca shoved Piper at the door, leaving the blond by herself. Reluctantly, Piper slowly, silently turned the doorknob and opened the door. The man was cleaning the worktables and failed to notice the newcomer. Cursing inwardly, Piper made her way to the closest table and leaned over it with her shoulder, her head resting on her hands. A bit of cleavage would have been nice, but such a thing was impossible in the orange shirt.

"Hey there, stud" she said, making a ridiculous emphasis on the word stud. To anyone else it would have been funny, but the irony was lost on Lushek.

"Wuuh... Oh, it's you" answered the man, straightening up as he recognized Piper.

"You bet it's me" continued Piper with a complicit wink. "Were you expecting anyone else?"

"Er... no, of course not. I didn't expect you either" he said, uncomfortable.

"It's a nice surprise, then" she said with a wink

"I knew you couldn't stay away for long" said the guard "You want to blow me again, right?"

"Maybe, if that's what you want, hot stuff, but why hurry? Besides, I think I am an inmate trespassing in your shop, am I not? You should search me... everywhere to make sure I am not hiding anything under my clothes"

Piper knew that everything about her attempt sounded lame and stupid. It wasn't even half good, but it was the best she could do. As usual, she hated herself for it, reminding her that she was being forced to have sex with that man.

Lushchek, aroused at that proposition hurried towards the blond, his face looking like a child in a candy store. he positioned himself behind the inmate who laid her palms on the table to help him.

He immediately put his hands on her thighs and started to palp every inch of her body going up. As he reached er breasts, he took his time fondling them, going from a gentle caress to a hard grab. Meanwhile, Piper was glad he was behind her as it meant he could not see her face, disgusted at being grabbed against her will. Despite her repulsion, she encouraged him by letting out a moan, by saying "your hands are so big" or "god, you are strong". Her revulsion grew with each passing moment, wanting nothing more than to punch in the face, but she did nothing of the sort, knowing Flacca might be listening.

"Are you sure you're not hiding anything?" he said in a playful tone "I've seen inmates hide razorblades in their bra"

"Only one way to find out! I'd better take all my clothes off" she said matter-of-factly

Without turning around, Piper lifted her shirt above her chest, and jumped as she felt some sweaty fingers unclasp her bra as soon as the strap became available to the pervert behind her. She kept going nonetheless, leaving her entire torso available.

Luschek grabbed Piper's small, firm breasts with an iron fist and Piper had to bite her lips not to yelp in pain. Luckily the embrace did not last long, as both hands let go of the supple flesh. Instead, the clumsy fingers toyed with her nipples softly enough that, while it wasn't enjoyable, it wasn't painful as the grabbing had been. Piper realized by then that the man groping her had no interest in her pleasure, which meant that the ordeal might be over sooner than later.

Noticing that her body was being pushed on the table, Piper slid a hand inside her panties, doing her best to stimulate her lubrication, as Luschek's ministration did little to stimulate her. As if the guard had read her mind, his hand finally let go of Piper's soft spots and unbuckled his belt, preparing for the final assault.

He lowered his pants and grabbed his hard member, and slid down inside the now moist sex of the helpless woman when a voice coming from behind them interrupted the penetration.

"Smile for the camera" said Flacca, blinding them both as they turned her heads to see what was going on.

The latina, holding a smartphone in her hands seemed jubilant.

The Spanish Harlem sure is deviant and likes to use Piper to grab every advantage they can, don't they!
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