Yes, much to Charlie's happiness.

"Fine," Vaggie groans, causing Charlie to clap happily.

"Yay!" Charlie cheers before surging forwards and rubbing the top of Vaggie's head, petting her like a dog. "Good girl! Good Vaggie!"

Vaggie blushes at her girlfriend's attention. She blushes even more though, as Charlie's other hand cups her bared pussy and her voice deepens. "Good Vaggie! Such a good Vaggie!" Charlie coos as she starts massaging the angel's pussy.

Vaggie moans softly as her lower lips start to moisten and tries to reach out and touch her girlfriend.

"Naw-aw," Charlie responds, the hand on Vaggie's head tightening and giving Vaggie's hair a small warning tug. "Only bad prisoners try to touch their wardens. Good girls keep their hands behind their heads and obey. You do want to be a good little girl for me, right?"

Vaggie gasps as Charlie teasingly strokes between her wet pussy lips without pushing inside. Getting the message, Vaggie wordlessly locks her hands behind her head as instructed.

"Oooh! Such a good Vaggie!" Charlie praises her happily. Slipping around behind Vaggie, presses up firmly against her, one hand squeezing the angel's small tit through her shirt while the other slips two rewarding fingers into her hungry lips. Vaggie gasps and moans in pleasure as Charlie slowly fingers her. Smiling, Charlie gently circles her girlfriend turned prisoner's clit with her thumb as she slips her other hand under Vaggie's shirt to tease her erect nipples.

"There we go. Who's a good Vaggie?" Charlie coos sweetly as she speeds her fingers up. In response Vaggie shudders against her and her hips jerk as she tries to ride the fingers inside her. Faint wet squelching could be heard Vaggie's pussy juice spilled across Charlie's hand.

"No, no, no!" Charlie scolds, pinching Vaggie's nipple painfully even as her fingers kept going, fast enough to have Vaggie panting but not enough to bring her over the edge. "Good little girls don't act like horny whores and they answer their mommies questions! Now. Who. Is. A. Good. Vaggie?"

The former Exorcist's face scrunches at Charlie's words, but she's too horny to question them. "I am," she moans weakly as she tries to hold herself still.

"Better," Charlie admits and starts fingering Vaggie even harder, her palm slapping against her clit with every thrust. "Buuuut, I think you can do even better! Guaaards, could you pleeeeaase come in heeeeeere~!"

"Noooo," Vaggie whines in alarm as nearly a dozen guards march in, forming circle around them. Their faces are openly mocking as they watch her dripping pussy get toyed with by her warden. She does continue holding still though and Charlie continues pleasuring her without pause, rapidly bringing her to her peak.

"Yeeees," Charlie responds teasingly, whispering into Vaggie's ear. "It's important we show everyone what a good girl you are! Now, does my good, little Vaggie-girl want mommy to let her cum in front of everyone?"

Vaggie's face burning with embarrassment at the guards' stares and Charlie's question, she can't bring herself to respond. Charlie sighs in disappointment. "No? Oh well then."

For a second, Vaggie hopes that Charlie will just tell the guards to leave, but instead she merely slows her fingering down. Vaggie whimpers pitifully as the orgasm that had been building up drifts out of reach.

"Charlie, please," Vaggie pleads quietly, hoping no one else will hear.

"Only good Vaggie's get to cum though, and good Vaggie's ask politely and clearly."

"Please let me cum," Vaggie pleads softly.

"Louder please!"

"Please let me cum!" Vaggie gives in and cries out, drawing snickers from the watching guards.

"Hmmm, that's close," Charlie murmurs even as she picks up her fingering once more. Vaggie trembles eagerly as Charlie whispers into her ear. "If you really want to prove you're a good girl who deserves an orgasm, you'll say 'Please Mommy, let me cum for everyone,' m'kay?"

Hot, embarrassed tears prickle in Vaggie's eyes, but she's far too over horny to resist now. "Please Mommy! Let me cum for everyone!"

"Yay!" Charlie cheers, adding more thrusting fingers to fill Vaggie's aching pussy. She keeps whispering to the moaning Vaggie as she peppers her cheek and neck with soft kisses and nips. "Goooood Vaggie! Good Vaggie! Who's a good Vaggie?"

"I'm a good Vaggie," the prisoner pants as Charlie fucks her.

"Again," Charlie commands sternly, her hand slapping rapidly against Vaggie's dripping pussy.

"I'm a good Vaggie."

"Keep going."

"I'm a good Vaggie! I'm a good Vaggie! I'm a good Vaggie! I'm a goooo-ohhhhhhhh!" splurt!

Vaggie shouts loudly in pleasure as she finally peaks, her pussy spraying over the cell floor even as Charlie keeps fingering her. Only once the princess of Hell is sure she's rung everything out of her, does she let go of Vaggie. Surprised and knees trembling, Vaggie weakly falls to the cell floor, face-planting in the pool of cum she'd left on the floor.