The Penitentiary
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The story begins
Amanda MacDonald arrived early for her first day as resident psychologist at the Kentucky State Penitentiary just outside of Bowling Green. She was eager and excited to begin work as she parked her vintage red Corvette Stingray in the staff car park and made her way to the secondary entrance. She was dressed wildly inappropriately in a black micro mini skirt, short sleeved summer white shirt buttoned up the front with the top two buttons undone, and 4 inch heel red stilletto shoes. The security guard ogled her as he checked her pass. She asked for a prison map and made her way to the office of the head warden.
The warden smiled as Amanda entered his office. He had been told that the State Governor had personally selected Amanda for this job, and that she had provided sex to him to secure the deal. She looked the part, a pure slut, he mused to himself. The warden offered to show Amanda to her office. He decided to teach the bitch a lesson and to take her there through cell block H, where the State's most violent sex offenders were housed.
As the warden and Amanda entered cell block H the warden chatted casually about the life of the prison and various rules and regulations. He walked Amanda down the central access corridor, in full view of the prisoners, staring at Amanda through the bars of their cells. The reaction was immediate and electric. There were shouts, cat calls, whistles and hoots. Inmates called out filthy abuse at Amanda, reaching through the bars and fondling their cocks through their orange prison overalls. "That will teach the little whore" the warden smiled inwardly.
Amanda's reaction stunned the warden. She stopped, turned and waved to some of the inmates. Then she walked over to them, just out of their reach, and slowly unbuttoned two more buttons on her white shirt. She ran her hands over her breasts outside of her shirt and then down her hips and legs. Then she walked slowly up and down the rows of cells, swaying her hips and licking her lips as she smiled at the snarling, shouting and swearing mass of men. Amanda's high heels echoed on the hard concrete floor of the cell block. When she reached the other end of the cell block Amanda stopped at the exit door and waited for the warden. "I enjoyed that thank you warden" Amanda said quietly to the shocked man. He remained silent, and thoughtful.
When they reached what was to be Amanda's room the warden unlocked the door and ushered Amanda inside. He glanced up and down the empty corridor and followed her, locking the door behind him. "Why did you lock the door warden" Amanda asked innocently. By way reply the warden backed Amanda up against a wall and pressed his body against hers. "You slut!" he snarled in her ear. "You are going to put out for me if you want to keep your job here!" He pressed his mouth against Amanda's and forced his tongue into her mouth. His hands mauled her breasts and then moved down to her mini skirt, hoisting it up over her hips. He roughly pulled her panties to one side and rubbed Amanda's clean shaven pussy. To his surprise he found her to be dripping wet. "Whatever you want warden', Amanda whispered into he ear as she pushed her hips into his, "I'll do WHATEVER you want..."
The warden responded by forcing Amanda to her knees, facing him. He quickly unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his already hard cock. Placing one hand behind Amanda's head he rubbed his cock all over her face and hair, as she playfully licked it within reach. The warden then ordered Amanda to open her mouth, which she promptly did. She made mewling sounds of pleasure as he forced his cock into her mouth. Her tongue flew rapidly over his cockhead and shaft. He pushed in harder, and Amanda adjusted her position to deep throat the warden. He was breathing heavily now has he jackhammered his cock into Amanda's throat, with both hands behind her head, forcing her to take every inch of his throbbing cock. Amanda continued to use her tongue on the shaft of his cock as he rammed it into her throat with all his force.
With a roar of wild pleasure the warden shot his load into Amanda's mouth as she sucked eagerly, her cheeks hollowing as she swallowed spurt after spurt of the warden's hot cum. She continued to suck on the head of his cock as her hands massaged the shaft, milking him of the last drops of semen. She caressed his balls as he groaned in delight, still bucking his hips forward to the lustful woman's ministrations.
Later, after they had cleaned up, Amanda and the warden discussed her work as a psychologist in the prison. Amanda asked the warden for the files of the worst sex offenders he had, using the following criteria:
1. They must be multiple offenders
2. The crimes must have involved aggression and sadism
3. The victims must have included minors
4. The men must have shown no sign of remorse
Amanda explained that she liked a challenge and that she would select a small group of men to begin therapy sessions in her office.
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Two days later Amanda sat naked at her desk in her office, her desk strewn with files as she leafed one handed through them. With her free hand Amanda rubbed her engorged clitoris as she examined the files, studying the features of the inmates as she read the graphic details of their heinous crimes. Amanda had trained herself to orgasm while reading (or being told about) violent sex crimes, and her eyes lingered on the more sordid details as her fingers rubbed and fluttered over her sensitive clit and labia. She stopped when she reached the file of Sam Adams. This man was a true sociopath. He looked very handsome in his prison photo and still relatively young. He was clever and had avoided detection for years as he captured scores of young teen girls and abused each of them for months at a time in a purpose built dungeon in his basement. He was eventually convicted for 6 sexual assaults on DNA evidence but the authorities suspected that there could be literally hundreds of victims. He would not reveal anything to help the authorities. He showed no remorse and was considered never to be a candidate for rehabilitation. "Perfect" purred Amanda as she resumed stroking her clit, staring at Sam's prison photo.
Then as Amanda looked for more details of Sam's crimes on the file she noticed an envelope taped to the back of the file. It contained a DVD. Amanda inserted it into her computer and was delighted to find it was a recording Sam had made in his basement of one of his sexual assaults on a ********** teen girl. The recording had been discovered by the police but the girl had never been found or identified and it could not be used against him as evidence. It had been provided to the prison authorities in the hope that they might get some information out of Sam about it. Amanda watched transfixed and rubbed her clit harder and faster as she watch the recording of Sam stripping and tying the girl to an X frame in his basement, abusing her tits pussy, whipping her and finally brutally fucking her with all of his depraved force. As Sam orgasmed in the film so did Amanda, her fingers pinching and twisting her clit as she bucked and shuddered in spasms which lasted several minutes. Finally, as the waves of pleasure subsided, Amanda sighed, closed the file and picked up her phone. She dialled a three digit internal number and a guard answered. "Its Amanda MacDonald psychologist here. I want Sam Adams brought to my office ASAP please." A male voice sounded assent. Fifteen minutes later there was a knock on Amanda's office door. She had slipped on a white lab coat over her naked body and put on her stilettos. Her long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders as she walked to the office door and unlocked it.
A nondescript prison guard stood in the corridor with a tall handsome inmate in orange overalls. He had sandy brown hair and looked around 38-40. He stood shackled hand and foot and eyed Amanda curiously. Amanda signed for the prisoner delivery and relieved the guard of the keys to the shackles. She dismissed the guard and ushered the prisoner into her office, closing and locking the door. Amanda gestured the man to sit in an easy chair and Amanda sat opposite him. She spread her legs slightly so that he might glimpse her bald snatch. His eyes widened. "Sam, isn't it?" began Amanda. The man nodded silently. "Do you know why you are here Sam?" "I'm in prison ma'am" he replied laconically. Amanda laughed, and spread her legs a little wider. "No Sam, do you know why you are in my office?" "No ma'am, he responded, but I saw you yesterday in the cell block. I liked what I saw. The boys say you are the new prison psychologist." "That is correct, Sam, and I am very pleased you liked what you saw yesterday." Amanda smiled at Sam and spread her legs a little more. "I want you to know Sam that I am here to help you. I have read your file and I think you are a good prospect for early release. I want to do some tests on you in a clinical setting so I can prepare a report for the Parole Board".
Amanda proceeded to give Sam some psychobabble about warehoused guilt and reliving past experiences to release pent up guilt. He knew it was bullshit but he listened silently. Sam was smart and he knew this woman liked him and might be his ticket out of jail. When Amanda asked Sam if he would agree to a programme of sessions with her he agreed and signed the consent form Amanda passed to him.
"Great, then lets begin" smiled Amanda. "Lets get you out of those shackles shall we?" Amanda undid the shackles on Sam's hands and feet and tossed them aside. As she did so she bent forward to give Sam a good view down the top of her lab coat. He could see she was naked under the coat. Amanda smiled up at Sam again and spoke softly and gently. "Now big fella, lets get you out of that jump suit". Amanda slowly unbuttoned Sam's overalls and he pulled his arms free, He sat while Amanda pulled the overalls off his legs, having pulled off his sneakers. Amanda gestured him to stand up and slowly pulled down his jocks, exposing his huge yet flaccid cock and pendulous balls. Amanda kept her face close to Sam's genitals for several moments, resisting the urge to touch or kiss them. Instead Amanda stood and led Sam over to a couch that moved flat into a bed. Amanda asked Sam to lie face up on the bed. She explained to him that she must fasten his hands and feet to the bed to immobilise him for the tests. Deftly, Amanda tied Sam spread eagled on the bed, then paused a moment to admire her handiwork.
Amanda chatted lightly about the testing procedure as she fastened cables to Sam's chest to measure his heart rate and breathing. She passed a band around his right arm to measure his blood pressure. Next she produced a long cock shaped sheath with cables attached. Sam looked at her questioningly. Amanda explained that this was the most important device, that would measure his erection and response to stimuli. Amanda and Sam smiled at each other and Amanda took his huge cock in one hand and gave it a squeeze as she fitted the sheath. Finally Amanda produced a virtual reality headset and fitted it over Sam's face. Now Amanda was ready. She dropped her lab coat on the floor and stood naked, masturbating over Sam for some moments, secure in the knowledge that he could see nothing with the head set on. Amanda spoke as she masturbated: "I am just going to show you some images now Sam. I want you to relax and watch and I will measure your reactions. On no account are you to close your eyes understand?" "Yes ma'am" responded Sam.
Amanda moved to her computer and pushed several buttons. Icons came up on screen. Amanda clicked on one and pressed play. She could see on screen exactly what Sam was seeing on the headset. Amanda snapped her fingers in pleasure as the images came to life on the screen. At first they were still shots of girls of various ages in erotic poses. Then moving images came of adults masturbating and being mastubated by young girls. This was followed by a few short firms of adults and teens in various sex acts. In one a mother fed her husband's hard cock to her daughter, who sucked eagerly on the head of the cock and was rewarded by a geyser of gushing cum. In another a mom and dad held their daughter while a big dog mounted her from behind. Amanda checked the monitors for the equipment. Sam’s pulse and heart rate were rising. His cock was now erect and slowly pulsing. His breathing was deep and heavy. Amanda rubbed her clit and pussy as she told Sam how well he was doing and how pleased she was with him.
Gradually the images and sounds became more violent. Images of ***********s being forced into vans in the street. Images and sounds of ********** girls being abused by their parents and strangers. Films of teen girls being fucked hard by their fathers while their mothers held them down. Films of mothers violating their daughters with a strap on while their daddies thrust their cocks into their mouths and throats. Films of home invasions where gangs of men and women brutally violate young teen girls while their parents are forced to watch and made to cum. Finally a sequence of rapid images lasting several minutes of increasing volume and tempo of girl's screams and spurting cocks with the letters ******* repeatedly flashed on the screen. Amanda noted that Sam’s breathing was laboured now and his pulse was racing. His blood pressure was up and his cock was throbbing and fully engorged. Amanda told Sam to hold on for a few more moments.
Amanda smiled evilly as she slipped the DVD from Sam’s file into her computer again and pressed play. Sam gasped as he recognised the scene. Amanda moved over next to Sam and whispered to him that she had watched the DVD and masturbated to it. She was masturbating again now. With a hand control Amanda changed the function of the cock sheath from a monitor to a stimulator. It’s inner lining now stroked and squeezed the length of Sam’s cock. As the savagery of the film increased, Amanda increased the strength and tempo of the sheath on Sam’s cock. Amanda was masturbating wildly now, as Sam moaned and arched his back up as his orgasm mounted. Amanda hissed in Sam’s ear “Now Sam NOW!!!!! cum for me now Sam!!!!!!!!!” Sam cried out as he orgasmed, bucking his hips as the sheath worked it’s magic on his pulsating cock. Amanda came too, shuddering and bucking wildly as she squeezed her clit and craned her head to watch the end of the video of Sam hate fucking the unknown girl. They were both breathing heavily and were speechless for several minutes.
Eventually, as their breathing returned to normal, Amanda cleaned up Sam and removed the sensors from his body. She eased the sheath off his cock and wiped it and his cock down with a warm cloth. Finally she removed the headset from his head and put it away. He stared hard at her. “Jesus Christ where did you get that recording?” He demanded. “It was on your file” she responded easily. “The DA passed it over in the hope you might reveal the identity of the girl”. “Well you can forget about that! I won’t tell you a damned thing!” He replied angrily. Amanda smiled at him and moved between his legs as he remained bound to the examination table. “I know you won’t Sam. I don’t expect you to tell me anything you don’t want to. Now let me relax you.”
Amanda knelt between Sam’s legs and took his still huge cock in both her hands. Starting at the head she licked and kissed up and down the shaft. Then she took the whole rod in her mouth and fluttered her tongue over the glans. Sam sighed in pleasure and relaxed back down on the bed, letting Amanda do as she wished. Amanda adjusted her posture and took Sam’s cock deep down her throat to the roots. She caressed his balls as her thoat massaged the long shaft of his penis. Soon Sam was hard as a rock once again. Amanda paused to examine her handiwork then climbed up onto the bed on top of Sam. She took his cock in both hands again and eased it into her dripping wet bald pussy. She sighed as her cunt walls stretched to accomodate Sam’s huge and now once again throbbing cock. Amanda worked her hips up and down massaging Sam’s cock with her pussy as she put her head on his chest and looked up into his eyes.
“Does that feel good Sam? It feels great to me. I love the feel of a sex offender’s cock inside of me. I love knowing what that beautiful cock has done to all those girls. I want to help you Sam. I want to get you back out onto the street so that you can offend again. Only this time I will be there to help you so that you don’t get caught again.” “Sick bitch!” He snarled as he bucked his hips up to meet the liquid motion of Amanda’s hips. Amanda laughed deep and rich in her throat. “I think we understand each other Sam. Just come to this office every week when I say and we will continue your treatment. Then you can leave the Parole Board to me. I assure you that you will experience only pleasure with me. I have a PhD in sex and I can take you to places you have never imagined.” As if to prove her point Amanda increased the motion of her hips and flexed her vaginal muscles, firmly massaging the full length of Sam’s now fully engorged cock. He snarled deep and low a his mind raced, imagining his next sexual assault on an innocent young girl, with this evil woman beside him urging him on and helping him. As his second orgasm built Amanda timed her third to coincide with his, throwing her head back in joy and triumph as she felt his spasms and the gushing of his hot cum deep inside her. She shuddered with her own orgasm as her pussy walls flexed and unflexed, milking Sam of every last drop of his semen.
When it was all over, Amanda released Sam, helped him back into his clothes, re-fitted his shackles, and called security to come and return him to his cell. Amanda remained naked till she heard the knock on her door. She kissed Sam on the cheek and whispered “until next time” as she slipped her white lab coat back on.
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Over the following weeks Amanda added to her stable of sex offenders. She selected carefully. Men who were truly evil but malleable; violent, yet obedient; lustful, but capable of restraint. Intelligent men who knew when they were onto a good thing. They were onto a very good thing with Amanda.
Amanda selected 12 men for her program of "rehabilitation", including Sam. There was Dylan Thomas, a former grade school teacher at an exclusive all girl boarding school, who was convicted of sexually assaulting his entire class; Karl Steiner, a body builder who assaulted females in his gym; Washington Irving, who lay in wait in woods near his home and preyed on women and girls over five years; Tom Watts, the notorious home invader, who terrorised three counties and forced mothers to watch him violate their daughters in their own homes; Mylo Weitzman who controlled a global empire of sex *********** young girls from Asia and Eastern Europe and the production, distribution and sale of banned pornography. Twelve "good men and true" mused Amanda. She worked hard on submissions to the Parole Board for the early release of each man. She worked hard on her testing procedures. Every day one of the men was in Amanda's office, pleasuring her and being pleasured as they watched sadistic porn together and made plans. It was all part of Amanda's "highly scientific" wellness and rehabilitation program.
Amanda was able to convince the warden to give her men special privileges. It took numerous blow jobs but he finally agreed. The team of 12 exchanged their orange overalls for a figure hugging black uniform. They were allowed better food, double time out of their cells, closed circuit tv in their cells on which Amanda played non stop porn and one man to a cell. Amanda sometimes visited them in their cells at night after putting on a particularly depraved porn movie for them to watch. Their laughter and moans echoed throughout cell block H.
Yet Amanda knew there was more work to do. All her claims in her Parol Board submissions were contestable. She needed something incontestable that would convince the Board that these were good, reformed men who could safely be released into the community. A truly evil scheme formed in Amanda's brain, but she would need the full cooperation of the warden to make it possible. Amanda began paying special attention to him. Her blow jobs became more frequent and she suppled the warden with more and more underground porn from her private collection, until he became addicted. He was now in a position to be blackmailed as the porn he was now craving was strictly prohibited globally. Finally Amanda clinched the deal by promising to let him fuck her if he cooperated fully. Amanda glowed in triumph as she knelt between the warden's legs worshipping his cock as he stared at the depraved images on his computer monitor.
Amanda briefed her men on her plan. They were eager and excited. She instructed the warden to remove all guards from cell block D on a particular day. The men in this cell block were of no particular interest to Amanda as they were incarcerated for non sexual crimes like theft, murder and fraud, but they were essential to her plan. Amanda got in touch with her underworld contacts and told them what she needed. Cash exchanged hands. All was set for 10 am on June 23rd.
Amanda and her men could barely wait for the day to come. On the morning of June 23 cell block D was deserted except for the men locked in their open fronted cells. All the guards had been withdrawn. The men were hungry and angry as they pressed against the bars. Amanda arrived with the warden at 9 am and walked up and down the cell block, passing through the cell bars to the men photographs of a young teen school girl in her uniform. The men leered at the picture and some began stroking their cocks through their orange overalls. Amanda said nothing but winked to the warden.
At 9.45 am a plain white van drew up outside cell block D. Two women got out. They were stunningly beautiful, like super models. They were dressed in tight black leather uniforms, their long blonde hair hanging free down to their shoulders. They were the delivery agents for the criminal underworld gang Amanda dealt with. Amanda was there to meet them and embrace them.The warden passed one of the women an envelope full of cash, which she counted. They then shook hands. One of the women opened the back door of the van. Inside cowered the school girl in the photograph. She was gagged with her arms handcuffed behind her back. Her ankles were bound with duct tape. Amanda grew wet looking at her frightened face and school uniform. Amanda and the warden dragged the girl out of the van and bid goodbye to the women, who drove the van back out of the prison grounds. Amanda and the warden carried the girl into cell block D and threw on the cold hard concrete floor of the central corridor, in full view of the inmates. A shocked silence was followed by shouts and hoots as the men recognised the girl from the photo. Amanda cut through the duct tape with a knife so that the girl could run and removed her gag so that she could scream. Then she and the warden climbed a metal stairway up to a locked gate on an upper viewing gallery. They locked the gate behind them and stood together on the viewing gallery, where the men could not see easily see them, though they could see everything below. Amanda slowly stripped for the warden, who did likewise. Amanda then moved to a control panel and pressed a green button. The front barred doors of the cells slowly slid open electronically. A hundred men poured out into the central corridor, shouting and hollering. The girl screamed and tried to run. She had only gone a few metres before an outstretched hand caught her ankle and brought her down with a thud. They were on her then, dozens of sex crazed men, clawing at her school uniform, tearing it to shreds. The girl screamed and bucked as men held her legs and shoulders as the tattered remnants of her uniform were pulled away, leaving her totally naked and at the mercy of the prisoners.
On the viewing gallery, Amanda sighed with pleasure as she watched. She rubbed her clit and pussy as the warden stood behind her, massaging her sensitive small breasts as he watched over her shoulder. Amanda ground her ass against the warden's hard cock. Her body swayed in sensuous circles as her eyes and evil mind feasted on the graphic scene of depraved defilement that was unfolding below them. Amanda willed the prisoners on to greater acts of forbidden lust: TAKE HER, she spoke silently and inwardly in her mind: MAKE HER SUFFER, BE BRUTAL WITH HER, DESTROY HER!!! Amanda reached out with her thoughts, whipping up the passions of the men below her and driving them wild with depraved desire.
The girl's screams were silenced as a huge black man knelt over her shoulders and forced his monstrous black cock down the struggling girl's throat. She struggled for breath as she desperately tried to accommodate the huge member stretching her throat. The man snarled in pleasure as he ram rodded his cock in and out as four of his buddies held the girl's head steady for him. Another man lifted up the girl's legs and ass to gain access to her anus. He spat on his hand and lubricated his cock before ramming it with all his strength into her ass. Her body trembled under the impact of this latest attack as the crowd of men cheered loudly. They drew lots to find out who would have the honour of taking the girl's cherry. A huge muscled and tattooed prisoner won. He stood in front of the man violating he girl's ass and angled his throbbing cock down to her puffy pink hairless pussy lips. A prisoner on each side of the girls hips deftly pulled her pussy lips wide apart, stretching them in preparation for her ordeal. The tattooed man lined up his cock with the glossy pink cunt of the girl and brutally pushed forward and down with all his force. The girl screamed around the huge black cock in her throat, as her eyes rolled back in their sockets from shock.
Amand could feel her first orgasm building as she gleefully watched the ravishment of the girl. She spread her legs and turned her head momentarily to the warden behind her. "Fuck me now!" she hissed. Amanda braced herself against the iron barrier of the gallery as the warden pushed his cock slowly but forcefully into Amanda's cunt from behind. She was dripping wet. The warden began fucking her with long, slow, powerful strokes but gradually picked up speed while the gang violation of the girl continued below them. Amanda moaned in pleasure as she felt the warden's cock pounding into her from behind and watched intently as the prisoners ******* D the girl savagely below. Amanda reached out to the men with her mind, chanting silently in her head in time to the warden's thrusts: ******* HER ******* HER ******* HER HARDER!!!!!!!!
As if invigorated by Amanda's thoughts the men below redoubled their efforts, plunging brutally into all the girl's holes. Her body trembled and shuddered under the impact of their obscene thrusts. The two men either side of the girl holding her pussy lips pulled them wide painfully so they could watch the tattooed cock of her R A P I S T plunging into her abused pussy. One guy got the bright idea of rubbing the girl's clit as she was being so brutally ******* D in order to force her to orgasm while being savagely abused. It worked. After a few minutes of furious rubbing the girl moaned and bucked as he first ever orgasm swept over her while three cocks spewed their hot spunk into her mouth, anus and pussy. The crowd of men cheered, stomped and clapped as they watched the girl's body betray her while their buddies shot their loads.
Amanda licked her lips in delight as she shuddered and trembled as she came. "YYYYEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!" she shouted as her pussy walls spasmed around the warden's cock. His cock spurted from the massaging of Amanda's pussy and shot load after load of hot cum deeply into her as he threw back his head in ecstasy.
The savage and brutal gang ******* went on for two hours. Most of the men got their chance to attack the girl and those who did not masturbated over her till she was covered from her hair to her toes in a thick layer of semen. Finally their lust subsided. The girl lay immobile from the savage attack and the six titanic orgasms that the men had forced from her over the two hours.
The time had come for Amanda to put the next part of her plan into action. She dressed (as did the warden) and pressed an alarm button on the wall. A loud bell sounded and guards came running from everywhere. Six large doberman dogs on leashes were with then and bit at the retreating naked prisoners. Suddenly 12 men in black uniforms appeared from a side door with night sticks and beat the prisoners back into their cells. The cell doors slammed shut. Amanda made sure that this was captured on the security cameras. Her men were now heroes! Alas not quick enough to save the girl, who lay on her back spread eagled on the concrete floor as the doberman dogs licked the cum off her body. But her boys were authentic heroes now and ideal candidates for release on parole! Amanda gave the warden a high five with both hands and went downstairs to greet her boys and to discuss next steps.
The official story was that the girl came to the prison to deal in opioids and somehow evaded security at the entrance due to an electrical fault. The same fault caused the cell doors in D block to roll open which allowed the inmates into the central corridor. The guards sealed the area and waited outside for reinforcements. That took some time and "some inmates" badly harmed the girl before help arrived. Unfortunately the electrical fault meant that the security cameras in D block did not work until power was restored so there was no way to prove which inmates assaulted the girl. She was given medical attention after the event by prison psychologist Amanda MacDonald but, possibly because of the powerful medication she needed and was given she lost all memory of the incident. News of the "riot" had spread like wildfire through the prison and in H block 12 inmates had volunteered to assist the guards regain control of D block. The offer was accepted at the volunteers were issued night sticks and accompanied the guards as they re-entered D block, forced the prisoners back into their cells and rescued the girl. Power had been restored immediately before the guards and volunteers re-entered the block and the heroic action was all captured for the media by the security cameras. The guards and volunteers were all recommended for state bravery citations to be awarded by the State Governor at the prison will a full media presence.
The only incriminating evidence was the photos of the girl that Amanda had distributed to the inmates. They had been numbered on the back and Amanda took care that every one was recovered and destroyed. Amanda and the warden bought the silence of the prisoners by promising that none of them would be punished for what they did to the girl. Officially there was a collective punishment of all inmates with the withdrawal of all privileges and confinement to their cells for close interrogation. What actually happened was that the inmates were given alcohol and cigarettes and allowed to party in their cells for a full week before normal regulations were reintroduced. Officially there was an
ongoing investigation of who assaulted the girl but in reality there was none. There were reports of fake interviews for the file all duly signed and formalised and quietly forgotten.
The story begins
Amanda MacDonald arrived early for her first day as resident psychologist at the Kentucky State Penitentiary just outside of Bowling Green. She was eager and excited to begin work as she parked her vintage red Corvette Stingray in the staff car park and made her way to the secondary entrance. She was dressed wildly inappropriately in a black micro mini skirt, short sleeved summer white shirt buttoned up the front with the top two buttons undone, and 4 inch heel red stilletto shoes. The security guard ogled her as he checked her pass. She asked for a prison map and made her way to the office of the head warden.
The warden smiled as Amanda entered his office. He had been told that the State Governor had personally selected Amanda for this job, and that she had provided sex to him to secure the deal. She looked the part, a pure slut, he mused to himself. The warden offered to show Amanda to her office. He decided to teach the bitch a lesson and to take her there through cell block H, where the State's most violent sex offenders were housed.
As the warden and Amanda entered cell block H the warden chatted casually about the life of the prison and various rules and regulations. He walked Amanda down the central access corridor, in full view of the prisoners, staring at Amanda through the bars of their cells. The reaction was immediate and electric. There were shouts, cat calls, whistles and hoots. Inmates called out filthy abuse at Amanda, reaching through the bars and fondling their cocks through their orange prison overalls. "That will teach the little whore" the warden smiled inwardly.
Amanda's reaction stunned the warden. She stopped, turned and waved to some of the inmates. Then she walked over to them, just out of their reach, and slowly unbuttoned two more buttons on her white shirt. She ran her hands over her breasts outside of her shirt and then down her hips and legs. Then she walked slowly up and down the rows of cells, swaying her hips and licking her lips as she smiled at the snarling, shouting and swearing mass of men. Amanda's high heels echoed on the hard concrete floor of the cell block. When she reached the other end of the cell block Amanda stopped at the exit door and waited for the warden. "I enjoyed that thank you warden" Amanda said quietly to the shocked man. He remained silent, and thoughtful.
When they reached what was to be Amanda's room the warden unlocked the door and ushered Amanda inside. He glanced up and down the empty corridor and followed her, locking the door behind him. "Why did you lock the door warden" Amanda asked innocently. By way reply the warden backed Amanda up against a wall and pressed his body against hers. "You slut!" he snarled in her ear. "You are going to put out for me if you want to keep your job here!" He pressed his mouth against Amanda's and forced his tongue into her mouth. His hands mauled her breasts and then moved down to her mini skirt, hoisting it up over her hips. He roughly pulled her panties to one side and rubbed Amanda's clean shaven pussy. To his surprise he found her to be dripping wet. "Whatever you want warden', Amanda whispered into he ear as she pushed her hips into his, "I'll do WHATEVER you want..."
The warden responded by forcing Amanda to her knees, facing him. He quickly unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his already hard cock. Placing one hand behind Amanda's head he rubbed his cock all over her face and hair, as she playfully licked it within reach. The warden then ordered Amanda to open her mouth, which she promptly did. She made mewling sounds of pleasure as he forced his cock into her mouth. Her tongue flew rapidly over his cockhead and shaft. He pushed in harder, and Amanda adjusted her position to deep throat the warden. He was breathing heavily now has he jackhammered his cock into Amanda's throat, with both hands behind her head, forcing her to take every inch of his throbbing cock. Amanda continued to use her tongue on the shaft of his cock as he rammed it into her throat with all his force.
With a roar of wild pleasure the warden shot his load into Amanda's mouth as she sucked eagerly, her cheeks hollowing as she swallowed spurt after spurt of the warden's hot cum. She continued to suck on the head of his cock as her hands massaged the shaft, milking him of the last drops of semen. She caressed his balls as he groaned in delight, still bucking his hips forward to the lustful woman's ministrations.
Later, after they had cleaned up, Amanda and the warden discussed her work as a psychologist in the prison. Amanda asked the warden for the files of the worst sex offenders he had, using the following criteria:
1. They must be multiple offenders
2. The crimes must have involved aggression and sadism
3. The victims must have included minors
4. The men must have shown no sign of remorse
Amanda explained that she liked a challenge and that she would select a small group of men to begin therapy sessions in her office.
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Two days later Amanda sat naked at her desk in her office, her desk strewn with files as she leafed one handed through them. With her free hand Amanda rubbed her engorged clitoris as she examined the files, studying the features of the inmates as she read the graphic details of their heinous crimes. Amanda had trained herself to orgasm while reading (or being told about) violent sex crimes, and her eyes lingered on the more sordid details as her fingers rubbed and fluttered over her sensitive clit and labia. She stopped when she reached the file of Sam Adams. This man was a true sociopath. He looked very handsome in his prison photo and still relatively young. He was clever and had avoided detection for years as he captured scores of young teen girls and abused each of them for months at a time in a purpose built dungeon in his basement. He was eventually convicted for 6 sexual assaults on DNA evidence but the authorities suspected that there could be literally hundreds of victims. He would not reveal anything to help the authorities. He showed no remorse and was considered never to be a candidate for rehabilitation. "Perfect" purred Amanda as she resumed stroking her clit, staring at Sam's prison photo.
Then as Amanda looked for more details of Sam's crimes on the file she noticed an envelope taped to the back of the file. It contained a DVD. Amanda inserted it into her computer and was delighted to find it was a recording Sam had made in his basement of one of his sexual assaults on a ********** teen girl. The recording had been discovered by the police but the girl had never been found or identified and it could not be used against him as evidence. It had been provided to the prison authorities in the hope that they might get some information out of Sam about it. Amanda watched transfixed and rubbed her clit harder and faster as she watch the recording of Sam stripping and tying the girl to an X frame in his basement, abusing her tits pussy, whipping her and finally brutally fucking her with all of his depraved force. As Sam orgasmed in the film so did Amanda, her fingers pinching and twisting her clit as she bucked and shuddered in spasms which lasted several minutes. Finally, as the waves of pleasure subsided, Amanda sighed, closed the file and picked up her phone. She dialled a three digit internal number and a guard answered. "Its Amanda MacDonald psychologist here. I want Sam Adams brought to my office ASAP please." A male voice sounded assent. Fifteen minutes later there was a knock on Amanda's office door. She had slipped on a white lab coat over her naked body and put on her stilettos. Her long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders as she walked to the office door and unlocked it.
A nondescript prison guard stood in the corridor with a tall handsome inmate in orange overalls. He had sandy brown hair and looked around 38-40. He stood shackled hand and foot and eyed Amanda curiously. Amanda signed for the prisoner delivery and relieved the guard of the keys to the shackles. She dismissed the guard and ushered the prisoner into her office, closing and locking the door. Amanda gestured the man to sit in an easy chair and Amanda sat opposite him. She spread her legs slightly so that he might glimpse her bald snatch. His eyes widened. "Sam, isn't it?" began Amanda. The man nodded silently. "Do you know why you are here Sam?" "I'm in prison ma'am" he replied laconically. Amanda laughed, and spread her legs a little wider. "No Sam, do you know why you are in my office?" "No ma'am, he responded, but I saw you yesterday in the cell block. I liked what I saw. The boys say you are the new prison psychologist." "That is correct, Sam, and I am very pleased you liked what you saw yesterday." Amanda smiled at Sam and spread her legs a little more. "I want you to know Sam that I am here to help you. I have read your file and I think you are a good prospect for early release. I want to do some tests on you in a clinical setting so I can prepare a report for the Parole Board".
Amanda proceeded to give Sam some psychobabble about warehoused guilt and reliving past experiences to release pent up guilt. He knew it was bullshit but he listened silently. Sam was smart and he knew this woman liked him and might be his ticket out of jail. When Amanda asked Sam if he would agree to a programme of sessions with her he agreed and signed the consent form Amanda passed to him.
"Great, then lets begin" smiled Amanda. "Lets get you out of those shackles shall we?" Amanda undid the shackles on Sam's hands and feet and tossed them aside. As she did so she bent forward to give Sam a good view down the top of her lab coat. He could see she was naked under the coat. Amanda smiled up at Sam again and spoke softly and gently. "Now big fella, lets get you out of that jump suit". Amanda slowly unbuttoned Sam's overalls and he pulled his arms free, He sat while Amanda pulled the overalls off his legs, having pulled off his sneakers. Amanda gestured him to stand up and slowly pulled down his jocks, exposing his huge yet flaccid cock and pendulous balls. Amanda kept her face close to Sam's genitals for several moments, resisting the urge to touch or kiss them. Instead Amanda stood and led Sam over to a couch that moved flat into a bed. Amanda asked Sam to lie face up on the bed. She explained to him that she must fasten his hands and feet to the bed to immobilise him for the tests. Deftly, Amanda tied Sam spread eagled on the bed, then paused a moment to admire her handiwork.
Amanda chatted lightly about the testing procedure as she fastened cables to Sam's chest to measure his heart rate and breathing. She passed a band around his right arm to measure his blood pressure. Next she produced a long cock shaped sheath with cables attached. Sam looked at her questioningly. Amanda explained that this was the most important device, that would measure his erection and response to stimuli. Amanda and Sam smiled at each other and Amanda took his huge cock in one hand and gave it a squeeze as she fitted the sheath. Finally Amanda produced a virtual reality headset and fitted it over Sam's face. Now Amanda was ready. She dropped her lab coat on the floor and stood naked, masturbating over Sam for some moments, secure in the knowledge that he could see nothing with the head set on. Amanda spoke as she masturbated: "I am just going to show you some images now Sam. I want you to relax and watch and I will measure your reactions. On no account are you to close your eyes understand?" "Yes ma'am" responded Sam.
Amanda moved to her computer and pushed several buttons. Icons came up on screen. Amanda clicked on one and pressed play. She could see on screen exactly what Sam was seeing on the headset. Amanda snapped her fingers in pleasure as the images came to life on the screen. At first they were still shots of girls of various ages in erotic poses. Then moving images came of adults masturbating and being mastubated by young girls. This was followed by a few short firms of adults and teens in various sex acts. In one a mother fed her husband's hard cock to her daughter, who sucked eagerly on the head of the cock and was rewarded by a geyser of gushing cum. In another a mom and dad held their daughter while a big dog mounted her from behind. Amanda checked the monitors for the equipment. Sam’s pulse and heart rate were rising. His cock was now erect and slowly pulsing. His breathing was deep and heavy. Amanda rubbed her clit and pussy as she told Sam how well he was doing and how pleased she was with him.
Gradually the images and sounds became more violent. Images of ***********s being forced into vans in the street. Images and sounds of ********** girls being abused by their parents and strangers. Films of teen girls being fucked hard by their fathers while their mothers held them down. Films of mothers violating their daughters with a strap on while their daddies thrust their cocks into their mouths and throats. Films of home invasions where gangs of men and women brutally violate young teen girls while their parents are forced to watch and made to cum. Finally a sequence of rapid images lasting several minutes of increasing volume and tempo of girl's screams and spurting cocks with the letters ******* repeatedly flashed on the screen. Amanda noted that Sam’s breathing was laboured now and his pulse was racing. His blood pressure was up and his cock was throbbing and fully engorged. Amanda told Sam to hold on for a few more moments.
Amanda smiled evilly as she slipped the DVD from Sam’s file into her computer again and pressed play. Sam gasped as he recognised the scene. Amanda moved over next to Sam and whispered to him that she had watched the DVD and masturbated to it. She was masturbating again now. With a hand control Amanda changed the function of the cock sheath from a monitor to a stimulator. It’s inner lining now stroked and squeezed the length of Sam’s cock. As the savagery of the film increased, Amanda increased the strength and tempo of the sheath on Sam’s cock. Amanda was masturbating wildly now, as Sam moaned and arched his back up as his orgasm mounted. Amanda hissed in Sam’s ear “Now Sam NOW!!!!! cum for me now Sam!!!!!!!!!” Sam cried out as he orgasmed, bucking his hips as the sheath worked it’s magic on his pulsating cock. Amanda came too, shuddering and bucking wildly as she squeezed her clit and craned her head to watch the end of the video of Sam hate fucking the unknown girl. They were both breathing heavily and were speechless for several minutes.
Eventually, as their breathing returned to normal, Amanda cleaned up Sam and removed the sensors from his body. She eased the sheath off his cock and wiped it and his cock down with a warm cloth. Finally she removed the headset from his head and put it away. He stared hard at her. “Jesus Christ where did you get that recording?” He demanded. “It was on your file” she responded easily. “The DA passed it over in the hope you might reveal the identity of the girl”. “Well you can forget about that! I won’t tell you a damned thing!” He replied angrily. Amanda smiled at him and moved between his legs as he remained bound to the examination table. “I know you won’t Sam. I don’t expect you to tell me anything you don’t want to. Now let me relax you.”
Amanda knelt between Sam’s legs and took his still huge cock in both her hands. Starting at the head she licked and kissed up and down the shaft. Then she took the whole rod in her mouth and fluttered her tongue over the glans. Sam sighed in pleasure and relaxed back down on the bed, letting Amanda do as she wished. Amanda adjusted her posture and took Sam’s cock deep down her throat to the roots. She caressed his balls as her thoat massaged the long shaft of his penis. Soon Sam was hard as a rock once again. Amanda paused to examine her handiwork then climbed up onto the bed on top of Sam. She took his cock in both hands again and eased it into her dripping wet bald pussy. She sighed as her cunt walls stretched to accomodate Sam’s huge and now once again throbbing cock. Amanda worked her hips up and down massaging Sam’s cock with her pussy as she put her head on his chest and looked up into his eyes.
“Does that feel good Sam? It feels great to me. I love the feel of a sex offender’s cock inside of me. I love knowing what that beautiful cock has done to all those girls. I want to help you Sam. I want to get you back out onto the street so that you can offend again. Only this time I will be there to help you so that you don’t get caught again.” “Sick bitch!” He snarled as he bucked his hips up to meet the liquid motion of Amanda’s hips. Amanda laughed deep and rich in her throat. “I think we understand each other Sam. Just come to this office every week when I say and we will continue your treatment. Then you can leave the Parole Board to me. I assure you that you will experience only pleasure with me. I have a PhD in sex and I can take you to places you have never imagined.” As if to prove her point Amanda increased the motion of her hips and flexed her vaginal muscles, firmly massaging the full length of Sam’s now fully engorged cock. He snarled deep and low a his mind raced, imagining his next sexual assault on an innocent young girl, with this evil woman beside him urging him on and helping him. As his second orgasm built Amanda timed her third to coincide with his, throwing her head back in joy and triumph as she felt his spasms and the gushing of his hot cum deep inside her. She shuddered with her own orgasm as her pussy walls flexed and unflexed, milking Sam of every last drop of his semen.
When it was all over, Amanda released Sam, helped him back into his clothes, re-fitted his shackles, and called security to come and return him to his cell. Amanda remained naked till she heard the knock on her door. She kissed Sam on the cheek and whispered “until next time” as she slipped her white lab coat back on.
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Over the following weeks Amanda added to her stable of sex offenders. She selected carefully. Men who were truly evil but malleable; violent, yet obedient; lustful, but capable of restraint. Intelligent men who knew when they were onto a good thing. They were onto a very good thing with Amanda.
Amanda selected 12 men for her program of "rehabilitation", including Sam. There was Dylan Thomas, a former grade school teacher at an exclusive all girl boarding school, who was convicted of sexually assaulting his entire class; Karl Steiner, a body builder who assaulted females in his gym; Washington Irving, who lay in wait in woods near his home and preyed on women and girls over five years; Tom Watts, the notorious home invader, who terrorised three counties and forced mothers to watch him violate their daughters in their own homes; Mylo Weitzman who controlled a global empire of sex *********** young girls from Asia and Eastern Europe and the production, distribution and sale of banned pornography. Twelve "good men and true" mused Amanda. She worked hard on submissions to the Parole Board for the early release of each man. She worked hard on her testing procedures. Every day one of the men was in Amanda's office, pleasuring her and being pleasured as they watched sadistic porn together and made plans. It was all part of Amanda's "highly scientific" wellness and rehabilitation program.
Amanda was able to convince the warden to give her men special privileges. It took numerous blow jobs but he finally agreed. The team of 12 exchanged their orange overalls for a figure hugging black uniform. They were allowed better food, double time out of their cells, closed circuit tv in their cells on which Amanda played non stop porn and one man to a cell. Amanda sometimes visited them in their cells at night after putting on a particularly depraved porn movie for them to watch. Their laughter and moans echoed throughout cell block H.
Yet Amanda knew there was more work to do. All her claims in her Parol Board submissions were contestable. She needed something incontestable that would convince the Board that these were good, reformed men who could safely be released into the community. A truly evil scheme formed in Amanda's brain, but she would need the full cooperation of the warden to make it possible. Amanda began paying special attention to him. Her blow jobs became more frequent and she suppled the warden with more and more underground porn from her private collection, until he became addicted. He was now in a position to be blackmailed as the porn he was now craving was strictly prohibited globally. Finally Amanda clinched the deal by promising to let him fuck her if he cooperated fully. Amanda glowed in triumph as she knelt between the warden's legs worshipping his cock as he stared at the depraved images on his computer monitor.
Amanda briefed her men on her plan. They were eager and excited. She instructed the warden to remove all guards from cell block D on a particular day. The men in this cell block were of no particular interest to Amanda as they were incarcerated for non sexual crimes like theft, murder and fraud, but they were essential to her plan. Amanda got in touch with her underworld contacts and told them what she needed. Cash exchanged hands. All was set for 10 am on June 23rd.
Amanda and her men could barely wait for the day to come. On the morning of June 23 cell block D was deserted except for the men locked in their open fronted cells. All the guards had been withdrawn. The men were hungry and angry as they pressed against the bars. Amanda arrived with the warden at 9 am and walked up and down the cell block, passing through the cell bars to the men photographs of a young teen school girl in her uniform. The men leered at the picture and some began stroking their cocks through their orange overalls. Amanda said nothing but winked to the warden.
At 9.45 am a plain white van drew up outside cell block D. Two women got out. They were stunningly beautiful, like super models. They were dressed in tight black leather uniforms, their long blonde hair hanging free down to their shoulders. They were the delivery agents for the criminal underworld gang Amanda dealt with. Amanda was there to meet them and embrace them.The warden passed one of the women an envelope full of cash, which she counted. They then shook hands. One of the women opened the back door of the van. Inside cowered the school girl in the photograph. She was gagged with her arms handcuffed behind her back. Her ankles were bound with duct tape. Amanda grew wet looking at her frightened face and school uniform. Amanda and the warden dragged the girl out of the van and bid goodbye to the women, who drove the van back out of the prison grounds. Amanda and the warden carried the girl into cell block D and threw on the cold hard concrete floor of the central corridor, in full view of the inmates. A shocked silence was followed by shouts and hoots as the men recognised the girl from the photo. Amanda cut through the duct tape with a knife so that the girl could run and removed her gag so that she could scream. Then she and the warden climbed a metal stairway up to a locked gate on an upper viewing gallery. They locked the gate behind them and stood together on the viewing gallery, where the men could not see easily see them, though they could see everything below. Amanda slowly stripped for the warden, who did likewise. Amanda then moved to a control panel and pressed a green button. The front barred doors of the cells slowly slid open electronically. A hundred men poured out into the central corridor, shouting and hollering. The girl screamed and tried to run. She had only gone a few metres before an outstretched hand caught her ankle and brought her down with a thud. They were on her then, dozens of sex crazed men, clawing at her school uniform, tearing it to shreds. The girl screamed and bucked as men held her legs and shoulders as the tattered remnants of her uniform were pulled away, leaving her totally naked and at the mercy of the prisoners.
On the viewing gallery, Amanda sighed with pleasure as she watched. She rubbed her clit and pussy as the warden stood behind her, massaging her sensitive small breasts as he watched over her shoulder. Amanda ground her ass against the warden's hard cock. Her body swayed in sensuous circles as her eyes and evil mind feasted on the graphic scene of depraved defilement that was unfolding below them. Amanda willed the prisoners on to greater acts of forbidden lust: TAKE HER, she spoke silently and inwardly in her mind: MAKE HER SUFFER, BE BRUTAL WITH HER, DESTROY HER!!! Amanda reached out with her thoughts, whipping up the passions of the men below her and driving them wild with depraved desire.
The girl's screams were silenced as a huge black man knelt over her shoulders and forced his monstrous black cock down the struggling girl's throat. She struggled for breath as she desperately tried to accommodate the huge member stretching her throat. The man snarled in pleasure as he ram rodded his cock in and out as four of his buddies held the girl's head steady for him. Another man lifted up the girl's legs and ass to gain access to her anus. He spat on his hand and lubricated his cock before ramming it with all his strength into her ass. Her body trembled under the impact of this latest attack as the crowd of men cheered loudly. They drew lots to find out who would have the honour of taking the girl's cherry. A huge muscled and tattooed prisoner won. He stood in front of the man violating he girl's ass and angled his throbbing cock down to her puffy pink hairless pussy lips. A prisoner on each side of the girls hips deftly pulled her pussy lips wide apart, stretching them in preparation for her ordeal. The tattooed man lined up his cock with the glossy pink cunt of the girl and brutally pushed forward and down with all his force. The girl screamed around the huge black cock in her throat, as her eyes rolled back in their sockets from shock.
Amand could feel her first orgasm building as she gleefully watched the ravishment of the girl. She spread her legs and turned her head momentarily to the warden behind her. "Fuck me now!" she hissed. Amanda braced herself against the iron barrier of the gallery as the warden pushed his cock slowly but forcefully into Amanda's cunt from behind. She was dripping wet. The warden began fucking her with long, slow, powerful strokes but gradually picked up speed while the gang violation of the girl continued below them. Amanda moaned in pleasure as she felt the warden's cock pounding into her from behind and watched intently as the prisoners ******* D the girl savagely below. Amanda reached out to the men with her mind, chanting silently in her head in time to the warden's thrusts: ******* HER ******* HER ******* HER HARDER!!!!!!!!
As if invigorated by Amanda's thoughts the men below redoubled their efforts, plunging brutally into all the girl's holes. Her body trembled and shuddered under the impact of their obscene thrusts. The two men either side of the girl holding her pussy lips pulled them wide painfully so they could watch the tattooed cock of her R A P I S T plunging into her abused pussy. One guy got the bright idea of rubbing the girl's clit as she was being so brutally ******* D in order to force her to orgasm while being savagely abused. It worked. After a few minutes of furious rubbing the girl moaned and bucked as he first ever orgasm swept over her while three cocks spewed their hot spunk into her mouth, anus and pussy. The crowd of men cheered, stomped and clapped as they watched the girl's body betray her while their buddies shot their loads.
Amanda licked her lips in delight as she shuddered and trembled as she came. "YYYYEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!" she shouted as her pussy walls spasmed around the warden's cock. His cock spurted from the massaging of Amanda's pussy and shot load after load of hot cum deeply into her as he threw back his head in ecstasy.
The savage and brutal gang ******* went on for two hours. Most of the men got their chance to attack the girl and those who did not masturbated over her till she was covered from her hair to her toes in a thick layer of semen. Finally their lust subsided. The girl lay immobile from the savage attack and the six titanic orgasms that the men had forced from her over the two hours.
The time had come for Amanda to put the next part of her plan into action. She dressed (as did the warden) and pressed an alarm button on the wall. A loud bell sounded and guards came running from everywhere. Six large doberman dogs on leashes were with then and bit at the retreating naked prisoners. Suddenly 12 men in black uniforms appeared from a side door with night sticks and beat the prisoners back into their cells. The cell doors slammed shut. Amanda made sure that this was captured on the security cameras. Her men were now heroes! Alas not quick enough to save the girl, who lay on her back spread eagled on the concrete floor as the doberman dogs licked the cum off her body. But her boys were authentic heroes now and ideal candidates for release on parole! Amanda gave the warden a high five with both hands and went downstairs to greet her boys and to discuss next steps.
The official story was that the girl came to the prison to deal in opioids and somehow evaded security at the entrance due to an electrical fault. The same fault caused the cell doors in D block to roll open which allowed the inmates into the central corridor. The guards sealed the area and waited outside for reinforcements. That took some time and "some inmates" badly harmed the girl before help arrived. Unfortunately the electrical fault meant that the security cameras in D block did not work until power was restored so there was no way to prove which inmates assaulted the girl. She was given medical attention after the event by prison psychologist Amanda MacDonald but, possibly because of the powerful medication she needed and was given she lost all memory of the incident. News of the "riot" had spread like wildfire through the prison and in H block 12 inmates had volunteered to assist the guards regain control of D block. The offer was accepted at the volunteers were issued night sticks and accompanied the guards as they re-entered D block, forced the prisoners back into their cells and rescued the girl. Power had been restored immediately before the guards and volunteers re-entered the block and the heroic action was all captured for the media by the security cameras. The guards and volunteers were all recommended for state bravery citations to be awarded by the State Governor at the prison will a full media presence.
The only incriminating evidence was the photos of the girl that Amanda had distributed to the inmates. They had been numbered on the back and Amanda took care that every one was recovered and destroyed. Amanda and the warden bought the silence of the prisoners by promising that none of them would be punished for what they did to the girl. Officially there was a collective punishment of all inmates with the withdrawal of all privileges and confinement to their cells for close interrogation. What actually happened was that the inmates were given alcohol and cigarettes and allowed to party in their cells for a full week before normal regulations were reintroduced. Officially there was an
ongoing investigation of who assaulted the girl but in reality there was none. There were reports of fake interviews for the file all duly signed and formalised and quietly forgotten.
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