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Archive name: prison.txt (M+/F, reluc, blkml, inc, preg)
Authors name: Cheryl (cjr34@hotmail.com)
Story title : Lovey Kravsit Goes Straight
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Lovey Kravsit (M+/F, reluc, blkmail, inc, preg)
by Cheryl (cjr34@hotmail.com)
***
It was her first day on the job and Lovey Kravsit
(yeah yeah I know) reported to the warden's office as
his newest officer at the state prison. She was all
of 21 and newly graduated from the academy and had in
fact graduated at the head of her class making her
none to popular with all the macho men in her class.
Lovey was extremely bright and that, combined with
her playboy looks had made her the target of
"sleeping her way to the top" gossip. But in fact it
had all been done with hard work and high marks on
every test she had taken.
The few times her fellow academy members hadn't
harped on her looks, were on the exercise field
classes where her shorts and tight tops showed her
36d-22-36 measurements were very real indeed. At 5-
foot 9-inches tall and blonde to boot she looking
vaguely like Pamela Anderson. Well, you can see why
comparisons were being made, and having a name like
Lovey Kravsit only made things worse.
Her desire to be a police officer wasn't guided by
the same desire as her fellow classmates though. She
had led a very misguided childhood and this was her
way to repay society for all the bad she had done as
a teenager, from leading a gang of thieves to even
worse. The fact that she alone had headed various
gangs she had belonged to and that she had never been
caught meant she had no record to disqualify her for
training at the academy. A lot of her friends from
her past had been arrested and sent away never to be
heard from again.
Now in the office of Warden White, Lovey sat in a
crisp newly issued uniform that fit her a bit snugger
than she would have liked, but she figured she could
get a looser uniform later on.
She listened to his speech welcoming her to the new
world correctional professionals -- all the while
watching his eyes dart constantly to the shirt that
strained to bursting over her tits. Thank god she had
on the standard issue correctional pants or his eyes
would have been burning at her legs too. When the
meeting was over she was ordered to report to command
headquarters and that's where she went.
At command headquarters the commander in charge had
already seen Lovey (unknown to her) at the academy
and had in fact personally pushed for her immediate
acceptance to the prison staff despite a two-year
waiting list for admittance by other academy
graduates.
He had watched her on the grounds running laps, and
he had plans for her. When she got to headquarters
she was issued her ID's, her weapons and ammunition,
her radio equipment and given her new assignment in
cell block four. She was also issued her new uniform
unique to cell block four.
Cellblock four was the commander's sole discretion
for prisoners and guards alike and as such he also
controlled uniforms for the area. Lovey was directed
to a changing room and put everything on that she was
given, but she had second thoughts about the uniform,
and asked the commander if it was really something
she had to wear.
"My dear Miss Kravsit, this cell block houses men who
have killed during the commission of a criminal act.
As such they all have very lengthy sentences and
since they are in 23 hour a day lockdown, they mostly
think about escaping. I need to take their minds off
escaping and that's why I requested you personally.
You will be unique on cellblock four in that you're
the only woman."
"You'll be in no danger since you have a radio with
you at all times, but you will be able to divert the
men's attention. And dare I say it; you will make
them want to stay where they are. Your uniform has
been approved by the warden himself and if you don't
like it, you will be terminated immediately without a
chance of ever being hired in the law enforcement
field ever again." He waited for her response.
Lovey Kravsit stood stock still in the new uniform,
which was even snugger fitting than her first one.
This one was so tight that she couldn't button her
top three buttons as regulations called for leaving
quite a bit of cleavage on display. And her bra
(provided by the commander) was something out of
Frederick's of Hollywood, since pushed her tits up
and out.
It was her skirt though that really bothered her. It
was at least four inches above her knees and quite
tight. The issued g-string tended to show she wasn't
wearing panties. And the heels, what prison guard
wore heels?
But in her mind Lovey reasoned out that, yes the
prisoners would view her as a sex object and maybe
she would divert their attention from escaping. It
did make sense in a strange sort of way, she decided.
She reported to her assigned area and decided to make
the best of it.
Lovey was used to being looked on as a sex object
even though she had been celibate for over two years
now. Before that she had regularly engaged in
anonymous sex with both guys and girls, and in fact
she'd had four abortions between 17 to 19. No one
knew about that she thought with some relief.
Her fellow guards wasted no time in letting her know
that they thought she was a hotty -- guards are some
of the most chauvinistic men on earth!
But Lovey only wanted to do her job well, so she
found her time slot and set off to do her rounds.
Thank god she could at least get away from those pigs
she thought.
Lovey had barely begun to walk the first tier of her
block when the prisoners starting letting out with
whistles and catcalls. Her heels clicked on the steel
floors and the prisoners all knew she was approaching
their areas. It was on the 2nd floor that something
she hadn't counted on happened.
Rocky Biltright was on that floor and had heard the
comments and knew a new female guard was on shift. He
waited for her approach so he could check her out and
when she came into view he almost swallowed his
tongue. "Lovey, is that you?" he said.
Lovey stopped in mid-stride having recognized the
voice. "Rocky? Is that really you?"
He happily replied, "It's me babe in the flesh.
What're you doing here?"
And that's when all hell broke loose. Other prisoners
had heard their exchange and began hollering, "Rocky
knows the bitch, Rocky knows the bitch."
The guards in the office came out running to see what
was going on.
The guards made the prisoners quiet down. And while
this was happening, Lovey stood next to Rocky's cell
and told him to please keep his mouth shut about
their past.
Rocky had been in Lovey's group of friends back in
their youth. She had been involved in a heist that
had gone awry when Rocky had to shoot the bank guard.
He had been in prison now for 5 years. In Lovey he
saw a plan hatching, but one that Lovey wouldn't
like.
After things quieted down they talked, her standing
just outside his cell, him up close to the bars,
while prisoners on both sides tried to listen to the
conversation. With mirrors they could see the hot
bitch shaking her head "no" then in reluctance "yes."
Since none of them could actually talk to each other,
they had set up their own jungle drums so to speak
and the message was passed like wildfire throughout
the cellblock that Lovey would do as she was told.
Her first day passed like an eternity.
*
The next day on the job she knew what was expected of
her. Not only was Rocky there, there were 7 other
members of former gangs she'd been in and all had
information on her that could put her away for years.
She finally worked out an agreement with them. The
one thing that they couldn't get in prison. The one
thing that every one of them wanted most. She had to
provide sex to the men in exchange for their silence.
There was no way out of it; even if she quit they
still had damaging information on her that could put
her away.
She started her walk and the catcalls started once
again. When she got to Rocky's cell she pressed up
close to the bars while he felt her up and began to
undress her. Guys everywhere held mirrors and watched
the show. The word had been passed to watch and not
make any sound and all was quiet as the show went on.
Then Rocky pushed Lovey to her knees and pulled out
his cock. She began to suck his cock and it was like
the whole wing sighed at the sight of her sucking off
a fellow prisoner.
Then Rocky turned her around and Lovey was facing the
guys across the commons and they could she her naked
body as he fondled her. Then he then bent her over
and pulled her ass up against the bars of his cell
and fucked her while everyone watched with lumps in
their pants. Lovey's moans of pleasure were on the
only sounds in the whole place unless you count all
the zippers being pulled down and water and soap
slapping onto cocks as the inmates jerked off.
Rocky didn't need long to finish and in truth it had
been good for Lovey as well. Her predicament, her
job, her being naked, her being watched, it all had
turned her on.
After Rocky had gotten off in her, Lovey continued
her rounds on the tier and when another prisoner
called her over. She knew she had no choice and so
once again her body was used as a sex toy while
countless men watched.
By the end of her rounds she had been fucked by 13
out of 120 cons in the cellblock, but she knew that
the next day the number would grow. What she didn't
know yet was that the whole thing had been viewed by
her fellow guards and commander, and even the warden
on the security monitors. Tomorrow would be radically
different for Lovey.
*
The next day the Warden called Lovey into his office
after having had a long chat with Rocky who was one
of the cellblock snitches. Rocky had spilled
everything about Lovey's past.
The warden had some files downloaded of unsolved
crimes sitting in front of him when Lovey came into
his office. These he showed her and wondered if she
knew anything about them. Right away she knew someone
had ratted on her. The warden proceeded to tell her
that surveillance cameras had caught her breaking at
least ten state laws and two federal laws yesterday
when she'd had sex with the prisoners.
He told her that, and that the unsolved crimes could
lead to her being locked up here for twenty to thirty
years unless she complied with his wishes.
Lovey looked at him and knew what "complied" meant
and knew that she was about to be blackmailed. Yet
deep inside her soul she wanted to be blackmailed, to
dominated by this powerful man.
The warden stepped around the desk and his pants were
already dropped to his ankles and he shuffled around
like a cartoon character. Lovey almost laughed
although she knew better than too. She went to her
knees in front of him and gave him the first blowjob
he had received in over ten years since his wife had
died.
The commander's office was next and he simply said,
"Strip."
Lovey sighed, and did as she was told. She got fucked
on his coffee table and it was the first time for him
without having it be a hooker in almost ten years
when he had accidentally caught his bosses wife role-
playing as a hooker for some old guy in the bad part
of town. That was how this former trash collector had
come to be a commander on his first day on the job,
uncertified and everything.
The next stop for Lovey was the guardhouse where all
her fellow guards were waiting for her and it became
a gangbang marathon for the young girl. Fortunately
they were all quick shooters since the only sex they
ever got was from each other behind the locked doors
of the guard's shower room at quitting time.
Her rounds that day were a non-stop marathon of
prisoner fucking. Lovey had over 50 men fucking her
pussy or mouth or ass that day. But it didn't matter,
she was in no position to say "no" to anyone, and if
the truth be known, she actually began to look
forward to being watched as she was fucked.
*
For three weeks she did her rounds like this and
every day was a repeat of the day before except that
the number of prisoners fucking her increased on a
daily basis. Her pussy was so sore and stretched that
she actually couldn't feel most of the men inside her
anymore. And yet she came to work everyday on time
and ready -- to keep from going to jail herself.
During her fourth week on the job several new
prisoners were led in and assigned cells and they
were told of the guard who put out and each looked
forward to this unsuspected bonus in prison life.
During her rounds that day Lovey did her duty; by now
she was putting out for everyone in the cellblock.
Even the janitors where getting some. In fact when
she heard that there were new prisoners she hoped
they would offer something different for a change.
By now on the tiers she was mostly naked just
scooting up ass backwards to each cell without
looking in, then there was a new guy, she could tell
by the way he handled her body. It was different
somehow and he fucked her slowly and longer than all
the rest like he had had sex regularly and lately.
The thing that frightened Lovey was when he shot his
load inside her, something felt different. For some
reason she knew something biological had just
happened. In a daze though without looking back she
moved on to the next cell and completed her duties.
*
The next day Lovey made a vow to find out about the
"one" as she called him. It seems though that the
prisoner had requested a change of blocks and the
warden had agreed for some reason.
Two months later she was late for her period and had
a test and yep sure enough she was pregnant. She had
access to all blood types and DNA on her cellblock
and did a search but found no matches. Not from the
guards or warden or janitors even.
Lovey remembered the transferred prisoner and pulled
up his DNA on the computer and it was him! He was the
father of her child and when she looked to the top of
the screen and saw the name she almost passed out. It
was Lenny Kravitz aka Lenny Kravsit, in jail on drug
possession. It was her own Daddy who had knocked her
up!
Love and kisses, Cheryl.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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