After a sore and thoroughly frightened Tracey ate her unappetising meal she took part in the half hour exercise programme before being led away by Lucy to her new cell. Last night she had slept in solitary but tonight she'd have cellmates.
Lucy opened the door of a cell and pushed Tracey inside.
'I'll put you with two of our trusties,' she told the young girl, grinning. 'I'm sure they'll make you welcome.'
Even at a cursory glance Tracey could see the two women in their early thirties looked butch as hell. She nervously looked at them both as the door was closed behind her and locked.
'Hello,' she said.
The two women looked at her with obvious interest.
'What's your name, bitch?'
'Tracey Smith. What's yours?'
They looked at each other and laughed.
'Got no respect, this one,' said the slightly older woman.
'Yeah, we'll have to do something about that,' the other woman said. 'Right, Smith, let's tell you how it's going to be for you now you're our cellmate. Your job is to give us pleasure. Got that, cunt?'
Tracey swallowed hard. She had a pretty good idea what that demand was going to mean.
'I think so,' she answered nervously. 'What exactly do you want me to do?'
'To begin with,' said the older woman, 'you always call us ma'am or - if you're addressing both of us - ladies. Got that, bitch?'
'Yes, ma'am. Yes, ladies,' Tracey answered quickly.
'Good,' the older woman answered. 'Now as to what we want you to do the answer is simple. Anything we tell you to. Now you can make a start by licking our cunts. And I expect you to give each of us at least three orgasms before we're satisfied so no slacking, bitch!'
'Yes, ladies,' Tracey said miserably.
So she lay on the cold cell floor while the older woman used her face as a cushion as Tracey used her tongue as best she could to satisfy her tormentor. Somehow she managed to find the strength to give her the three orgasms she'd demanded and then she farted in Tracey's face before getting up and pointing to her cellmate.
'Your turn now,' she laughed.
Once more an already exhausted Tracey worked away busily and somehow managed to give her companion the three orgasms she had ordered. Then as the two women gazed at the shattered Tracey lying naked and worn out on the floor, they grinned at each other happily.
'Let's rape the bitch with our strap-ons!' said the older woman.
Tracey was pulled up roughly by her hair and they slapped her face a few times before they put their strap-ons on and to Tracey's horror began fucking her brutally up her cunt and arse. It seemed to go on for ever but at last the two women tired of their sadistic fun. They took the two beds in the cell and left the exhausted Tracey to sleep naked on the floor to await the arrival of morning.