Becca XXX - Hard Time Ch. 05

"Pretty fucking intense, isn't it?"

"No man could ever get me off like that. I think you've converted me to lesbianism," she sighed.

"Men can get you off like that. You just have to train them," I giggled. "Don't worry, you can still enjoy cock."

We lay in silence as I let her recover. Giving her that much pleasure was every bit as good as receiving it. Everyone needed to learn new skills and I hoped she'd put them into practice next time she fucked Melody.

Peace and tranquility returned to our tiny cell. We may have been locked away from society, but right at that moment, after such a loving sexual experience, we felt at peace.

Your mind is powerful and it can take you anywhere you want it to, good or bad. When I'd been in solitary confinement my thoughts had started out dark and foreboding, but had ended up giving me enlightenment. No one can take those feelings away from you, even in somewhere as bad as Bronzefield.

Right now, my thoughts were peaceful and I was living in the moment. As we drifted off to sleep nothing else mattered but the here and now. The walls and bars couldn't contain us.

We felt free.

****

I woke up first the next morning and I glanced over to see Naomi's angelic face sleeping beside me. She still had that just-fucked glow about her so I let her sleep and stood up without waking her.

The plastic cups and bottles were still on the desk. One plastic bottle was still half full of wine so I quickly hid it in my locker so that the unlocking guards wouldn't find it. I then swilled out the empty bottle and the cups to make sure they didn't smell of alcohol.

I then poured myself a beaker of water and downed it as Naomi started to stir. She had her eyes closed and let out a cute squeak as she tried to find me in the makeshift bed. We'd slept on the floor and her arm was outstretched expecting to make contact with me for a morning cuddle. When she realised I wasn't there, she rolled onto her back and opened her eyes.

"Morning beautiful," I smiled down at her.

"Morning yourself," she groaned, stretching sleepily. "Come back to bed."

"I was just clearing the debris," I replied. "We wouldn't want the screws knowing about the wine."

"Shit, I forgot about that," she said, in a sudden panic, sitting up on her elbows and glancing around the room.

"It's done," I said, leaning down and kissing her softly on her lips.

She put her arms around my neck and held me for a lingering kiss. She tried to pull me on top of her but I resisted.

"You can't still be horny, surely? Not after last night," I exclaimed.

"I owe you an orgasm," she gave me a sultry look. "I think there's still time before unlock."

"I'm not keeping score," I laughed. "Besides we need..."

Bang - bang.

I was rudely interrupted by the usual morning wake up call.

"Stand back from the door girls," said Spalding.

Naomi quickly got up and threw the duvets onto the relevant beds as the viewing flap was checked.

Click - clack.

We were both still naked and made no moves to cover ourselves as the door opened.

"Morning girls... oh shit... sorry," Spalding pretended to shield his eyes from our nakedness, but didn't do a very good job. "The showers are open."

He made to leave, but Naomi called him back.

"Excuse me, Mr Spalding," she said in a monotone voice. "Can I have a word with you about something?"

He checked outside on the walkway to make sure his colleague wasn't going to miss him and then he came back in.

"Look, girls, I've not got time to fuck you both this morning if that's what you're after," he joked, holding his hands up in surrender.

"Cheeky boy," she said bashfully. "I think you know what it's about."

"Not a clue," he smiled.

He dropped his voice to a whisper and then said, "How was the wine?"

"That's what I want to see you about," she hissed playfully. "You and your cronies have taken advantage of my cellie. She paid well over the odds for the grog."

"Ok. My bad," he held his hands up. "I just saw an opportunity and I took it. The other two have been ogling Becca since she arrived. Look at her, she's fucking gorgeous. Who wouldn't want to see her on her knees with a cock in her mouth?"

"That's not the point. The wine was only worth a handjob at the most. Three blowjobs are worth a hell of a lot more than that cheap plonk you supplied."

"Ok. Ok. Keep it down. Don't tell the whole wing," he patted the air with his palms to quieten her down. "I'm sure we can sort something out. What can I get you as an apology?"

"A smart phone," I butted in.

I saw my opportunity and I took it without hesitation. My mission needed to continue.

"What? Don't be fucking stupid. No screw in their right mind would get you a phone," he reeled backwards as though he was trying to distance himself from the situation.

"For fucks sake, Becca," Naomi snapped at me. "Where did that come from?"

I just shrugged.

"A bottle of vodka and a bottle of Malibu," she said turning back to Spalding. "If I start banding it about that you charge too much, the girls will stop buying from..."

"Alright, calm down. I'll see what I can do. No need to get all pissy about it."

He made to leave again and then ducked his head back in.

"Oh... and welcome back, Becca. Nice to see you," he looked me up and down in all my glory and then left.

"Pervy cunt," I said once he was out of ear shot.

"He is, but he has his uses," she smirked. "Come on, we better hit the showers after last night. I bet we stink of sex."

I gave her a playful sniff and then backed away as though it was awful.

"Phwoar, you smell like a whore's G-string," I joked, holding my nose.

"You're not too fresh yourself. I squirted in your face and hair, remember."

I gave my hair a quick sniff and shrugged in agreement.

"There's worse things to smell of," I laughed.

We quickly got dressed but I was feeling apprehensive about having a shower. I still had The Crow's threat echoing around my head that she'd made at the rape party.

"We need to be quick in the shower today," I said, grabbing my towel and wash things. "The Crow threatened me last time we met."

"Really? What did she say to you?"

"She said that when I got back on the wing, she'd kill me."

"Fuck... she actually said that?"

"Yep. If she tries anything, I'm not going to hold back. There'll be no turning the other cheek," I told her.

"Let's hope she's having a lie in this morning," said Naomi, with a worried look on her face. "We should be alright, but we'll pick Melody up along the way. We might be safer in numbers."

I nodded. I wanted to see Melody anyway. If she wanted to escape, I was interested to see if she had a plan. We left our cell and walked down the wing until we got to Arrow and Melody's cell. Naomi knocked and wandered in like she owned the place.

"Morning girls," she said in a jolly tone. "We're hitting the showers if anyone's interested?"

Arrow had her head in a video game as usual and declined without even looking up.

"I'll come," said Melody.

She looked different with her prison clothes on. Last time I'd seen her she was naked and covered in cum.

"Hello again," I said, holding out my hand. "I don't think we've been formally introduced. I'm Becca."

"Melody," she replied, shaking my hand firmly. "Naomi's told me all about you. Good work on taking out nine members of The Sisterhood. You've got some serious skills."

"That's because she's a spy," said Arrow, still without looking up.

"Shut up with that shit, Arrow," said Naomi.

Arrow shrugged and carried on flying some sort of drone around the screen shooting at things.

"It was self defence on both occasions," I laughed. "They started it."

"And The Crow will finish it. You need to be careful now that she's out of the hole," said Melody.

"That's why we're going to the shower block as a group," explained Naomi.

Melody grabbed her stuff from her locker and we left Arrow to save the world. I got a few sideways glances and nods of approval from some of the other inmates on the way to the showers. I guessed they'd all heard about my canteen incident and hadn't lost any sleep over six more bitches being in the infirmary. I was winning friends without even realising the impact I was having. The vibe in the prison seemed a little more upbeat thanks to me.

In the shower room there was no sign of any trouble, just naked women washing or drying themselves as quickly as possible. I wondered how many more bullies The Crow had. If she'd already sent her baddest and best to deal with me, I was onto a winner.

Naomi showered first while a very naked Melody stood next to me and watched her.

"She seems up beat this morning," Melody said to me. "Have you two been working out?"

I almost laughed out loud. Our workout had involved a lot of energy and we both felt refreshed from mind-blowing orgasms, but that wasn't what Melody was thinking.

"She certainly slept well," I smirked.

I scanned the room for potential threats and I saw that Melody was doing the same.

"Thanks for sticking up for her while I was banged up in the hole," she said.

"She's my cellie. Isn't that what I'm supposed to do?" I replied.

"I would hope so, but thanks anyway. A lot of people would have crumbled and backed down, but I heard that you just ploughed through them like a wrecking ball," she laughed. "It's good to have you on our side."

"No problem. It's nice to know I have a few friends in here. The Crow seems to have taken a dislike to me," I smirked.

"I know. If you're not part of The Sisterhood, she sees you as the enemy and she'll do whatever she can to win. Join her or pay the consequences seems to be her motto."

"That's what Naomi told me last night. She also told me what this is all about."

"The steroids? Yeah, stupid cow. Look at her, she doesn't need to pump herself full of that stuff. She's gorgeous."

We both stared at her naked body in the shower as she washed her breasts. I got a flutter in my belly as I thought back to our love making the previous night. I was getting wet again and I wanted to go back to our cell and pick up where we left off, but I knew that that was unlikely until tonight. It was obvious from the loving look on Melody's face that she had feelings for her. I hoped that I wasn't going to come between the two of them - that wasn't my intention at all.

Naomi finished washing and walked towards us. I was sure she was giving her step an extra bounce to make her gorgeous tits jiggle and I didn't know if it was for my benefit or Melody's. It was probably both. She realised that we were staring at her and she stopped short of us and pushed her arms out to the side.

"What's wrong?" she smiled.

"Nothing, we're just admiring the view," giggled Melody. "Are you finished beautifying yourself?"

"For now. The shower's free. Who's next" she sniggered.

Melody stepped forwards, leaving me to watch her shower and Naomi to dry off. I didn't know where to look first. Melody had a great figure with shapely hips and a nice ass. Her tits were bigger than mine and had a nice natural sag to them, while still remaining pert. Her long blonde hair flowed like silk until she got it wet under the torrent of hot water.

"You two seem to be getting along alright," Naomi said, as she dried her hair vigorously.

"Yeah, she seems nice," I said. "You said she had an interesting story to tell. What is it?"

"After what you two went through in the basement the other night, I'm sure she'll tell you."

"She seemed quite submissive in the basement. She just let the guys get on with it when they were fucking her. I don't think it was her first time in a situation like that," I said, still scanning the entrance, in between perving at Melody's boobs.

"She's been down there nearly a dozen times," Naomi pointed out. "I think it's just her way of dealing with it."

"Maybe, but, if I had to guess I'd say that something bad happened to her before she came in here. It looked like she was trying to blank it out."

"Or relive it. You don't miss a trick, do you? How do you read people so fast?"

"It's all about body language and facial expressions," I explained. "I'm guessing she's told you her story?"

"Of course. Me and Arrow are the only ones who know the truth about her."

The more Naomi spoke about Melody, the more intrigued I became. Something wasn't right about her and she seemed vaguely familiar to me. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew I'd seen this girl before, or someone who looked just like her.

Melody finished showering and I swapped places with her, glancing over my shoulder at the doorway. There was still no sign of The Crow or her goons, so I washed my hair quickly to remove Naomi's sex piss from my locks. My whole body felt grubby from sex and sweat, but it had definitely been worth it. I liked having her bodily fluids all over me and I couldn't wait to do it all again.

Both girls were getting dressed and staring at me as I washed the rest of my body and rinsed off. I knew Naomi liked me, but Melody's interest seemed more inquisitive as to who I was rather than anything sexual. I switched the water off and moved over to join them. A few minutes later I was dressed with my hair wrapped in a towel like the others.

"Let's get out of here before trouble turns up," said Naomi. "We can meet up in Melody's cell after we've dried our hair."

"Agreed," said Melody. "Bring your breakfast with you."

We left the shower block and walked back along the ground floor of the wing. My eyes were still out on stalks watching for any approaching enemy and I spotted movement on the walkway above us. We were on the ground floor and I looked up to see The Crow walking along the first-floor landing with four of her body guards. She had her towels and wash things with her, moving with confidence as though nothing could touch her. I guess if she surrounded herself with The Sisterhood and had the backing of the governor; she was right to feel that way.

As I drew level with her, she turned her head slowly like a robot and stared straight at me. I stared back, not breaking my stride. This sort of intimidation never really got to me. She'd lost nine of her crew thanks to me and that must have been having a psychological affect on the rest of them. Apart from a bruised cheek and a puncture wound in my abdomen I was unharmed. Her sisters on the other hand were suffering from concussion and broken bones.

As our eyes met, she brought her hand up to her throat and extended her first finger like a blade. She then moved it from her left ear to the right as though she was slitting her throat. Then she pointed at me and turned away before I could respond.

She kept walking and so did we until we got to the stairs and ascended them. I didn't know if the others had seen The Crow's threat so I kept quiet, but I checked the landing as we walked up the stairs. The Crow had kept walking and gone left towards the shower block. We were safe for the time being.

We made it back to our cell and stowed our toiletries and towels. I quickly brushed my hair but left it wet, it would dry naturally. After grabbing our breakfast bags, we moved down to Melody's cell and walked straight in.

Arrow was still playing her game like a hairball on the bottom bunk. Melody was brushing her hair in the mirror as Naomi pulled out a chair and sat down. I stayed standing. I was still the new girl on the scene and I didn't want to seem too forward.

"Hi Becca. How was solitary?" Arrow asked me.

"Peachy," I said sarcastically. "It was like a holiday camp."

"I told you to stay here and play video games, but nooooo, nobody ever listens to Arrow," she complained.

"Shut up, Arrow," said Naomi. "I think Becca's been through enough. She doesn't need to relive it all for your benefit."

"It's fine," I replied. "You were right, Arrow. I should have listened to you."

Melody finished her hair and sat on the spare chair next to Naomi.

"If you'd stayed here with Arrow, you'd have missed all the fun in the basement," said Melody sarcastically.

"Yeah, that would have been such a shame," I rolled my eyes at her.

"How did the governor convince you to go to the orgy?" she asked, starting on her breakfast.

"He told me that I could either serve easy time or hard time in Bronzefield. Easy time sounded more appealing," I pointed out. "What about you?"

"Same thing, I guess. The allure of the days being taken off of my sentence was an added incentive too. I won the first time I went down there," she said. "I made twenty-three of them cum as opposed to twenty for The Crow. Even the governor gave me his load. I thought I was on to a good thing, but I haven't won since. I guess being the new piece of fuck-meat at the rape orgy gave me an advantage the first time I went."

Arrow shuddered and concentrated extra hard on the screen. She obviously knew about the rape room and the idea of it scared her to death.

"Probably. The perverts obviously fancied a change. It seemed to be the same for me at my first attendance," I agreed. "If it hadn't been for the governor holding back on the rules, that is. I'm guessing the Governor has some sort of leverage on The Crow. Any idea what it is?"

"He lets her profit from the contraband and she rules the prison internally. It saves him having to do it himself. She brings in the contraband to control the masses with threats of violence against them or their families on the outside. In return, she always wins."

"Does her sentence actually get reduced?"

"There's no way of knowing for sure."

"Do you know where the rapists come from? He seems to know a lot of men who want to fuck dangerous criminals against their will. I had no idea it was so popular," I scoffed.

"He brings them in by bus once a week," said Naomi. "I've seen the buses arrive and a herd of perverts walking into the visitors entrance after hours."

"That means it's well organised. Any idea how?" I asked.

"I'm guessing its all arranged online, probably on the dark web," said Melody. "Without having access to the internet, there's no way of knowing."

I already had a plan for that. Spalding had failed to come up with the goods, but there were plenty of other screws I could ask. Failing that, I would have to ask The Crow, which didn't fill me with confidence.

"So, if you had internet access, you could find out what was going on?" I asked.

"I would say so yes. I'm partial to a bit of hacking so it shouldn't be too difficult to find," Melody shrugged. "Why, have you got a plan?"

"Not yet, but I'm working on it," I smiled. "Those men shouldn't go unpunished for what they're doing to us and neither should the governor."

"Tell me about it," sighed Melody. "Don't get me wrong, I've had my share of gang-bangs and orgies in the outside world before I came here, but I don't know how much more I can take in the basement."

"Can't you tell the governor that you don't want to do it anymore?" I asked.

"Yeah, right," Melody scoffed. "Once you're in, that's it. There is no getting out. It didn't bother me the first few times. I found it highly arousing to be desired by so many men, but the numbers are increasing every week. Having you down there shared the work load, but it's only going to get worse. They just treat us like a series of holes to stick their cocks into."

She sounded sad and as though she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. Gang-rape was all in a day's work for me, but it was a hard pill to swallow for most.

"Is that why you want out of here?" I asked.

Melody shot a glance at Naomi.

"You told her about that?" she snapped.

"Sorry, babe. It slipped out in conversation last night, but she's my cellie and she's more than proved herself to us," Naomi replied.

"It's ok, don't worry about it. She seems trustworthy enough. We're all up against The Crow together," she sighed. "Yes, I want out of here, but that's not without its problems."