When she opened the door, she saw her friend Nancy standing there. "Why are you here so early?" Melissa asked.

"Early? It's almost noon." Nancy replied.

"Whatever, what do you want?" she groggily shot back.

"You know how my party got a little out of hand last night?"

"Yeah so?"

"Well someone called the cops and told them I had drug at the party and now they're looking for me."

"And where do I come in to this?" Melissa asked.

"I need to stay a here for a while until the heat dies down."

"It looks like I can't say no."

"GOOD... so what's for breakfast?"

"Funny," Melissa said sarcastically, "I have to wash up and change I'll be back in ten minutes."

"OK." Melissa went up stairs and brushed her teeth and changed into a tight pair of black cotton pants with her black lace panties and a matching seamless bra and a tight white spandex shirt, just casual. When she got back down she heard the bell ring again. She rushed down to answer it.

"Hello, can I help you?" she asked. It was two men wearing suits. "Yes Ma'am, we're from the FBI, we have a warrant for search and apprehension of this house for a Nancy Little." "Nancy eh? I'll get her, just a sec."

"We'll wait here ma'am"

"OK.... NANCY," Melissa yelled at the top of her lungs. She went into the kitchen. She saw the backyard door open, and a note on the table: "Sorry about this Mel, but I had to bail, check you later."

"Dammit!"

"Ma'am, is she here or not?" The officer asked.

"Um... No."

"May we see some ID, Please ma'am?"

"Sure I'll just get my purse." She went to get her purse, and noticed that it was gone. That bitch Nancy must have taken it! Damn! "Um, officer, my purse seems to be missing, but you should know me, I'm Melissa Joan Hart."

"Melissa who?"

"You know, Mel...." The officers cut her off, "Please come with us ma'am."

"But I'm not the criminal!"

"Ma'am if you don't come with us now, we'll cite you with resisting arrest."

"Damn that Nancy!"

Melissa, not wanting to get it any more trouble freely went with the FBI officers. She was handcuffed and taken to the central precinct. "OK, ms. follow us."

"Can I have a phone call?"

"Miss, you watch too much TV."

She was then escorted to a cell in the basement where she stayed for what felt like an eternity. Finally she heard footsteps. "ALL PRISONERS FROM 026 TO 100 WAKE UP, IT'S TIME TO GO!" she heard a voice yell. She looked at the number on the inside track of her door, 027. "No, this can't be happening."

"Coming or not Blondie?" the officer said. "No, I'm just here on a technicality."

"Sure you are, now get up!"

Two other officers came and grabbed Melissa and hauled her off to the awaiting bus. She was screaming I'm innocent the whole way, until she was back handed by the male officer, "Shut the fuck up!" She just sat there quietly, and when they arrived at the prison, her jaw dropped and heart sank.

"Everyone off the bus. Here are your new clothes, follow me to the changing rooms." When they got to the changing rooms, it was just a changing room. A moderate sized concrete room. She knew not to speak up otherwise more discipline will come. At least she could turn around and change. "Everyone, back to the wall and you have ten minutes to say good bye to the outside world."

"NO!"

Now she had to change in front of these hard dyke types.

"Hey Blondie, hurry it up!" the officer yelled.

She didn't know where to start. She reached down to the waist of her pants and looked around, most of the girls were already changed, she had better hurry. She swiftly pulled down her pants and put the orange issued ones on. Then finally she crossed her arms in front of her grasped the hem of her shirt and pulled it up and off. She was proceeding to put on her shirt, but the officer yelled to her, "NO BRAS IN HERE!"

"What! I can't go without a bra!"

The officer walked up to her and said, "What're you doin'?"

"I--I--" she stuttered.

Then the officer with a swift swipe grabbed to bra from the front and ripped it open and pulled it off of her, "I said no bras!"

Too embarrassed to say anything she put on her shirt and followed the rest to the cells. Catcalls like "Fresh meat!" and "Sweater meat" were screamed as they walked by.

"Here's you cell." The door opened and Melissa walked in. "Hey sweet thang!"

"UH?" There was a blonde butch behind her.

"How bout you come over here and gimmie some of that sweat lookin ass!"

"What?" Melissa mumbled, ready to pee with fear.

"Leave her alone!" another cellmate yelled. "I get her first."

"How about we share the new meat?"

"I don't share, you take her."

"HELP! HELP! HELP ME!" Melissa yelled, but the butch women jumped on her and punched her in the stomach. "You gonna shut up aright," butch said.

Melissa didn't say anything as she unbuttoned her shirt and kissed every part of new flesh that was revealed. Melissa just cried.

"Mmm, this's some nice meat alright," butch commented. Once her shirt was un-buttoned butch took it completely off and started to maul at her tits. Twisting them and tweaking the nipples, Melissa felt her panties getting wet as butch grabbed her through her pants "She's likn' this, the bitch like to fuck chicks, don't you?"

Melissa nodded and was slapped.

"Don't you?"

She nodded yes and her pants were pulled off along with her panties, and butch went straight to work and the blonde patch. "Wait!" the other girl yelled while looking on, "That's not gonna work?"

"Whataya mean?" butch asked. Then the other girl tossed her a razor, implying that he shave Melissa, "A little good ol' shavn' never hurt no one."

"But you can't, there's no water or gel, or anything," Melissa said, she had the upper edge.

"That's fine, we go dry then!"

"DRY! NO, come on, no please"

"Hold her down Norman, "

Norma grabbed Melissa's legs and held them under her arms and butch went and sat on her stomach facing her pussy. Butch then proceeded to shave Melissa's pussy dry. Melissa was bracing as butch shaved her slowly and carefully, by the time it was over butch was sucking on her pussy. Melissa started to involuntarily moan.

"She likn' it eh!" Butch continued gyrating her tongue and biting down on Melissa's clit. "OH!" Melissa groaned as she neared her orgasm.

"You best like it or I'd bite your clit off," butch warned her.

"OHHHHHH YES!" Melissa yelled. "OH GOD, I'M CUMMMMMIIINNGG!" Then a monster orgasm hit her like a wave of high voltage electricity.

Butch drank up all the cum but didn't swallow it, she went to Melissa and kissed on the lips and then opening her mouth she made her drink her own juices, Melissa wanted to stop but butch had a strong hold on the back of her neck. Butch broke the kiss and held Melissa's mouth shut. "Now swallow!" butch barked. Melissa did as she was told.

Afterward Melissa pulled on her shirt and pants, not bothering about her panties. Then she heard a guard coming down the hall, "027, you're free to go." He opened the door and said that there was a mistake. But when he realized who it was his eyes lit up.

"OH, um, there's one more thing we gotta do, follow me."

They went down to the basement of the prison. He then turned around and pushed her to ground. "Listen here pretty girl," he said as he unbuttoned his pants, "You gonna suck for your freedom, dat Ok wid you?"

Melissa didn't know what to say, but she was scared shitless by now so she might as well just do it. He pulled out his half limp dick and presented it to Melissa. She took it in her mouth and began to suck for her freedom.

"UH, UH, UH, UH," the officer groaned and then Melissa started to use her teeth a bit. For her first time she was doing pretty damn good, she thought to herself.

The guard demanded that she unbutton her shirt. She did as she was told and he when he saw her bare tits he moaned and pulled out of her mouth and came all over her tits.

Realizing that he was finished, she buttoned up her shirt and was escorted to the Release office.

The End