Wake up in prison

"Grant! Get up!"

I was jolted into consciousness by a shrill female voice, and forgot where I was, until the memory fell into place. It was real. I'm in prison. I sat up, groggily.

"Get a move on. Your first orgasm of the day is in ten minutes."

I turned to the voice shouting at me. A gorgeous young woman with wavy brown hair and a don't-fuck-with-me look on her face stood at the doorway to my cell.

“Quit staring and get up. If you’re not out of this cell in one minute you’ll have my tits in your face so fast your head will spin. Up!”

My brain, still half asleep, took too long to process this, and she stormed into the cell and lifted me up by the arm.

“I warned you!” she shouted as she frogmarched me into the hallway, before shoving my face into her cleavage.

Before I knew what was happening, I was surrounded by warm, soft flesh all around my face, until I could hardly breathe. She tugged my head up and I gasped in cool air.

“Get moving, Grant! Your first draining is in five minutes!”

She shoved me down the hall, and through a series of turns. The jeers of my fellow inmates followed me the whole way. The usual threats made to scare new inmates, but with a bit of a twist.

“New meat! New meat!”

“Gonna drain you, boy! Gonna swallow that load!”

“See these tits? Better get used to ‘em, cause they’re gonna be in your face 24/7!”

I still hadn’t gotten used to the way the world had shifted, with women now punishing me by giving me sexual pleasure. But what was I supposed to do?

The guard brought me to what appeared to be a small but well appointed clinic. Inside was a slender woman with dreadlocks, glasses, and a white lab coat. The guard pushed me towards the doctor, and took up a post by the door.

“There’s no need to be rough, Helen,” the doctor said. “I’m sure he would cooperate if you gave him the chance.”

“You’re too soft on the prisoners, Kira. They’ll take advantage of you in a heartbeat.” said the guard. (Helen, apparently)

“Or maybe they’ll act better if you treat them like humans.” The doctor turned towards me. “Hello, Adam. I’m Dr. Noir. I’ll be doing your daily drainings while you’re here. Please lie down on this gurney and I’ll try to make this as efficient as possible.”

I hesitated, and Officer Helen spared no time in crossing the room and “helping” me onto the gurney.

“Cooperate,” she said through gritted teeth, “or it’ll be me draining you, and trust me, you don’t want that. I can suck cock a lot better than our kind doctor.”

I laid down in the gurney and Officer Helen began applying restraints to my wrists and ankles.

“Is that really necessary?” asked Dr. Noir.

“For your safety.” responded Officer Helen. “He’s docile now, once he feels a warm, wet mouth around his cock that might change.”

Dr. Noir didn’t look happy, but allowed Officer Helen to complete the restraints, then walked over to me. Officer Helen stood back, never taking her eyes off me.

Dr Noir began zipping down my jumpsuit. “Betwen you and me, Adam, I think your punishment was over the top. But the law is the law. Just lie back and it’ll all be over soon.”

Her hand wrapped around my cock, and I felt the wet warmth of Dr Noir’s mouth surround my cock. I groaned in pleasure. She swirled her tongue around the head before enveloping the whole thing, and began a steady rhythm, up and down. Her lips were soft, and her tongue was in constant motion. My eyes rolled back in my head, and when they returned from orbit, I saw Dr Noir looking up at me.

“Don’t forget the balls,” said Officer Helen. “Really make his head spin.”

Dr Noir pulled off my cock. Her hand remained, absentmindedly jerking me off.

“I’m just trying to get him off, Helen. There’s no need to be cruel to the poor man. I’m already going to take his load down my throat as the judge ordered. Anything more would be excessive.” Her mouth returned to my cock, and began pleasuring me again.

“Excessive?!” Officer Helen walked toward us from her perch near the door. She stood on the other side of the gurney from Dr Noir and said, “These people are animals, Kira. You have to establish dominance right away. Like this.”

I felt a hand cupping my balls. Dr Noir moved to lift off my cock, but Officer Helen’s hand gripped the back of her head and pushed her down. The doctor’s brow furrowed and she glared at Helen, but resumed her sucking. Officer Helen removed her hand from Dr Noir’s head and began unbuttoning her shirt. Her other hand continued to gently fondle my balls. At the halfway mark down her shirt she leaned over and whispered in my ear.

“I’m not going to let her take it easy on you. You have to know your place. You were unlucky the day you were sent to my prison. You’re going to shoot every drop into the good doctor’s mouth, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Her shirt was unbuttoned, and she shrugged it off. She was somehow able to remove her bra one-handed, and it fell to the floor alongside her shirt. Her hand never let up, and neither did Dr. Noir’s blowjob. I groaned at all the stimulation, and at the absurdity of the situation. At the sight of the security guard topless, Dr Noir once again went to lift off of my cock, and was again pushed down by Officer Helen. Dr Noir glared daggers at the guard, but still swirled her tongue around the head of my cock and kept up her up-and-down, up-and-down. Once Officer Helen saw that the doctor would continue her blowjob, she once again leaned down and whispered in my ear.

“This is your life for the next six years. Nothing but hot mouths and tight pussies and load after load being ripped out of you. I’m going to make sure of it too, if I have to. Every day you’ll wake up to me naked on top of you, dripping wet and sliding you into my pussy. And every night I won’t let you sleep without your cum soaking into my stomach. Welcome to Hell, inmate.”

She took a break from her monologue to smother my face in her breasts. Pillowy warmth surrounded me at all sides, and Dr Noir chose that moment to take me into her throat. I let out a wordless moan, lost into the expanse of titflesh, and felt my balls tighten and my toes curl. I strained at my wrist cuffs and my legs started kicking of their own accord. I shot out what felt like gallons of cum into Dr Noir’s ceaseless sucking.

I heard Officer Helen laugh. Dr Noir swalllowed and swallowed, and never let up on her up-and-down rhythm. She kept sucking as I became increasingly sensitive, and as I began to run out of oxygen from being smothered. My whole body shook violently and I saw black spots filling my vision. Dr Noir did one final spin around the head of my cock with her tongue, and pulled her mouth off my cock.

I heard Dr Noir shout “Get off him! He can’t breathe!” before the softness on my face was removed. I gasped in a lungful of air, and laid there panting. I had had orgasm’s before, but never anything like that. I felt … well... drained. Dr Noir looked furious, and Officer Helen looked smug.

“What the hell was that?!” demanded Dr Noir. Her anger did not seem to affect the way her hand would wipe stray cum off her face, which she would then lick off her fingers. “That was cruel and unusual! You can’t-”

“It’s called punishment, Kira. Something you apparently have no knowledge of. I saw you were being kind and gentle, cause that’s who you are. But I take my job very seriously. If someone deserves punishment, I aim to see that they get it.” Officer Helen stood with her arms crossed, not giving an inch. This action lifted her bare breasts up, but neither woman seemed to notice.

Dr Noir’s hands clenched and unclenched by her side. “The warden will be hearing about this, Officer. Get the hell out.”

“Ooh, I’m so scared,” Officer Helen chuckled. She began to retrieve her clothing from the ground. Her bra and shirt were put back on in short order, all the while Dr Noir glared at her. The officer then began removing my restraints one by one, seeming in no hurry.

Meanwhile, it felt like every muscle in my body was made out of Jello and the world had only just stopped spinning. Officer Helen grabbed my jumpsuit my the shoulder and dragged me up bodily.

“Get moving, Inmate! It’s almost lunchtime!” shouted Officer Helen. Dr Noir just looked on angrily as I was frogmarched out the door.