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 Chapter 1

   Three new prisoners.  -- A meeting of old acquaintances.  -- The virtue
of patience.  -- And the consequences of its absence.  -- A brief
discussion of Poukan sexual customs.  -- Imperial disregard for same.  -- A
warm, moist, distraction during a boring lecture.  -- The inattention of
youth and its result.

   "Well, well, well...." Laurie Stone looked at the newly arrived inmates
with a certain predatory expression.  They looked uncomfortable in their
short prison shifts.  Each prisoner's shift came just a few centimeters
below their crotch, and while they were cinched tight at the waist the
armless garments fit quite loosely at the top.  Prisoners were not issued
underwear.  Part of their discomfort was also due to the nature of the
Warden.  Humans were the only sentients native to their planet and even
four years after the Empire had invaded they weren't used to the sight of
non-humans.  Laurie was an Orc, her skin was a rather pleasant blue-green
and her features broader than those of most humans.  Despite the fact that
she was on the short side as far as humans went the Warden was a powerfully
built woman and quite a bit stronger than she appeared.  She spoke Lowi,
the language of Pokan and the surrounding countries, with a faint almost
lisping accent that was common among the Imperials.

   Only three prisoners had been admitted that morning, they were lined up
by age in the middle of the common hall.  Kelly was the youngest at nine
and her eyes were wide with fear.  She had long brown hair and a pale olive
complexion.  Next to her stood Frank, a sullen looking teenage boy, he was
around fifteen and wore his blond hair in the close cut favored by the gang
he belonged to.  Susana, the last, and oldest, prisoner was twenty and she
looked more frightened than Kelly.  That was explained by the cloth badge
on her prison shift.  It was a simple badge, just the numeral "2", but it
marked her as a repeat offender on her second trip to the Prison.  She knew
it meant she'd get harsher punishments than the first time offenders.  She
wore her straight black hair shorter than shoulder length, a style that had
become fashionable after the invasion, but her pale bronze features and the
almond shaped eyes were uncommon in the Deepwell territory.

   Two Junior Wardens stood to either side, and slightly behind, the short
line of prisoners.  Kyle Manamura, despite the fact that his uniform was in
perfect order managed to look somewhat sloppy.  Since he was behind the
prisoners he felt no need to mask his expression and he was looking at the
row of barely covered asses with a mixture of lust and the certain
knowledge that he'd get an opportunity to fuck every one of them.  Monroe
Riverson's face was an expressionless mask, and he gave an impression of
competence and dedication; nevertheless there was a gleam in his eye as he
looked at the short shifts in front of him.  Laurie noticed that his eyes
seemed especially drawn to Kelly's almost boyish figure and she guessed
that if the girl was still a virgin she wouldn't be for much longer.

   "I'm sure you heard this when you were sentenced, but it bears
repeating. The Empire has no use for criminals, it would be easier to just
sell all of you as slaves and be done with it, but slaves are a lot less
useful than free citizens.  The only reason you are here is to see if we
can beat you into being useful citizens.  You will obey every order any
Warden or member of this prison's staff gives you.  If you resist an order
you will be punished severely for resisting.  If you strike anyone, Warden,
staff, or your fellow inmates you will be tortured in the square then sold
into slavery.  "You are here to be punished, and we will punish you.  You
can expect to be whipped, paddled, or simply spanked, at least once per day
and I will be very surprised if you get off that lightly.  You will obey
every order we give, including some orders that you really won't like."

   Laurie noticed that while Frank spent most of his time looking at his
feet he kept sneaking glances at both her and Susana.  He got more of an
eyeful out of Susana, the loose top of her shift meant that the curves of
her small breasts were mostly visible, along with tantalizing glimpses of
her nipples.  Although Susana was trying to ignore Frank, she couldn't help
but radiate contempt for the younger man and his obvious lust.  Still,
Frank had also been undressing Laurie with his eyes, not only was she
attractive and exotic, but her breasts were quite large, and it was obvious
that Frank was fascinated by them.  Laurie noticed that the front of his
shift was slowly being tented out by his growing erection.

   "Susana." At the sound of her name, the oldest prisoner focused sharply
on Laurie and squared her shoulders.  "You remember what happens when
criminals resist an order, don't you?  What did I do when you wouldn't lick
my cunt?"

   Frank inhaled sharply when he heard that, and his erection began pushing
even more at the skirt of his prison shift.  Susana heard his near gasp and
it reminded her of the humiliation she knew was coming.  Frank lived near
her, he and his fellow gangsters were always leering when she passed them
on the street; he'd even asked her out for tea once but she'd blown him
off. Her face flushed with shame as she realized that he would be seeing
her stripped, beaten, and fucked from now until either he or she was
released.  The thought of the coming days under his leer flashed through
her mind and she gaped at Laurie for a few moments, her eyes pleading.

   The note of humor in Laurie's voice vanished and her eyes narrowed
dangerously.  "I asked you a question prisoner."

   Susana knew she'd made her situation worse.  As a repeat offender Susana
knew the Wardens would be looking for excuses to beat her more often, and
she was grimly certain that she just gave Warden Stone an excellent reason.
Frank was about to watch her ass turn red under a paddle, or a strap, until
she broke down in tears.  "You tied me to a caning bench, ma'am, and you
caned me until I bled then you healed it and caned me again.  Then you tied
me on my back and you caned my..." Susana's voice faltered for a moment. 
"Breasts.  After you caned my breasts, you...  took a strap and spanked
my...  my ...pussy..." As she answered Susana's voice got softer and softer
until she was almost whispering the last words.

   Frank gave a small, shuddering, gasp as he came without even touching
his dick.  The small splattering sound as his cum dripped onto the stone
floor between his feet sounded loud in the sudden hush that came on the
heels of his gasp.

   Kyle chuckled, and the sound wasn't particularly friendly.  "Heh, looks
like blondie here doesn't have much self control." Frank's face had already
turned a deep red, and he was completely unable to look at Susana.

   Kyle shot Laurie a questioning look, and she gave him a tiny nod.  Kyle
walked forward a few paces so he could face the teenager.  "See blondie,
that's why you're here; no self control.  First you couldn't be bothered to
earn the money for the booze you stole, and now you cum all over yourself
just hearing about a simple pussy whipping." Kyle made tutting noises while
he shook his head slowly in an exaggerated gesture of paternal concern. 
"No self control."

   "Take off your shift and use it to clean up your mess."

   Frank took off the shift reluctantly, but quickly enough that Kyle
didn't think it was necessary to urge him to move faster.  The boy had
sparse body hair, and his dick was flaccid and shrinking.  He quickly wiped
up the cum from the floor, then stood and unconsciously held the bundle of
soiled cloth in front of his crotch.  Laurie liked older men more than
teenage boys, but she had to admit that Frank looked good, and she noticed
Susana giving the boy's figure a few glances of her own despite the fact
that the girl's posture and expression showed that she was furious with
him. Circumcision wasn't a tradition in Poukan, a fact that Frank was
unwillingly demonstrating.

   Kelly had turned red out of sympathy with Frank, and her eyes had gotten
even wider as she saw his cock, but after her first look she'd kept her
eyes on her own feet.

   "Drop the shift in the bin over there, then get that cute ass over
here." Kyle was standing near the room's east wall a few paces ahead of the
prisoners.  He had taken a stiff leather paddle, around the size of a ping
pong paddle, from a hook on the wall and as Frank walked to him Kyle
snapped it against his left hand to get a feel for its weight and swing. 
"Bend over, and put your hands on the wall blondie."

   Frank did as he was told, keeping his feet as close together as he
could. "Feet apart kid, I want Susana there to get have a nice look at your
goods." Frank's shame deepened, but he spread his feet apart and knew his
balls, dick, and asshole were now on display.  Susana didn't bother
pretending not to look at the humiliated boy.  She felt a certain
vindication knowing that he was being punished because he'd cum thinking
about her cunt being whipped and she intended to watch every moment of the
little bastard's spanking.  She knew that he would see her naked, fucked,
beaten, and weeping dozens of times in the next few weeks, but the fact
that she got to see him naked first made her feel a bit better about that
eventuality.

   The first blow struck without warning, and a sharp CRACK echoed through
the room as the polished black leather struck the center of Frank's left
cheek.  Even as a child Frank had never been spanked, and the shock of the
sudden pain made him cry out.  He clenched his jaw after his first,
undignified, shriek, determined not to embarrass himself further, and
equally certain that he wouldn't be able to avoid doing so.

   Kyle swung again, this time for Frank's right cheek, and the boy did
manage to stay silent, though his breathing was already becoming labored.
Another two swats and tears were beginning to form in Frank's eyes, and his
ass was beginning to turn pink from the first couple of swats.

   Kyle wasn't putting all of his strength into the swats, though he wasn't
exactly being gentle.  He knew from experience that a long session of
slightly less forceful spanks was more effective than a just a few swats no
matter how hard those few were.  His dick was already hard inside his khaki
trousers, but he did have self control and he knew he'd be fucking Frank
eventually.  Not right away, after Frank's punishment they had to finish
processing the prisoners, but Kyle wasn't a particularly impatient man.

   While he considered just how he'd introduce Frank to anal sex, for he
was certain the boy was a virgin at least as far as being on the receiving
end of anal sex went, Kyle applied the paddle professionally to Frank's
ass. The ass in question was quickly turning deeper pink, and beginning to
shade towards red.  Frank was breathing in short gasps now, and tears were
steadily trickling down his face, but he hadn't made a sound since the
initial swat.  That was ok too, Kyle liked small challenges and he
certainly liked having more time to beat on Frank's ass.

   It took longer than Kyle thought it would, but ultimately the contest
could only have one ending.  He hadn't bothered counting the swats, but
he'd been spanking the teenager for about four minutes before Frank let out
a short gasping cry of pain.

   Kyle made the next swat the hardest he'd delivered yet, and was rewarded
by another wordless cry from his victim.

   Kelly had looked up at the first sound of the young man's anguish.  She
saw his dick and balls jerk and sway, saw his anus pucker and twitch as the
paddle crashed into his ass again.  The little girl was unable to look
away. The sight held her mesmerized and she felt an odd tingling in her
cunt.  In some corner of her mind she knew that her turn to be punished
would be coming sooner or later.  She blushed as she realized how exposed
she would be in the same pose as Frank, and the tingling in her pussy
became even more intense.  If she'd been alone she would have rubbed
herself off as she'd learned to do when she was five, but she felt certain
that her punishment would come instantly if any of the Wardens saw her
touch herself.

   Kyle delivered another twelve measured, and strong, swats each to the
accompaniment of Frank's increasingly desperate cries before he decided it
was enough.  The boy's ass wasn't as dark red as it could have been, but
Kyle knew he'd be spanking it again later.  He switched the paddle to his
left hand and ran his right hand across the teenager's ass.  The skin had
that special post-spanking smoothness, and the heat was almost
uncomfortable.  He took a moment to run a finger along Frank's asshole
before turning away.

   The Junior Warden put the paddle back on its hook, and waited a moment
to let Frank recover a bit.  "Ok blondie, I think we got the message
across. Back to your place."

   Frank wiped his eyes as he returned to position between the two girls,
where he was horrified to discover that in the aftermath of the paddling he
was beginning to get hard again.  He knew there was no chance of it, but he
hoped that Susana wouldn't notice.  Kelly's notice didn't enter Frank's
mind, he was young enough himself that he hadn't yet learned to pay
attention to women he wasn't thinking of fucking and he simply didn't think
of Kelly that way.  In fact, despite Kyle's lewd comments, and even the
feeling of the older man's finger across his anus, Frank hadn't realized
that any of the Wardens would be demanding sex from him.  Sex, in his mind,
was something men took from women, and that was that.

   "All right prisoners, you've been issued your clothes, and I trust that
Warden Manamura has impressed on you newbies the need for obedience. 
Susana and I have a bit of business to attend to," Susana had hoped that
Warden Stone would forget about her infraction, but she knew better than to
have expected it.  "but in the meantime you need to see your cells and
everyone but Susana needs to learn the rules of housekeeping."

   With Laurie in the lead, and Monroe taking up the rear the Wardens lead
their prisoners to the cells where they would sleep.  The prisoners spent
most of their time out of the cells working, studying, exercising, and so
forth, however at night they were locked into small cells which contained
little but a bunk and a toilet.  The toilets, and for that matter the
prison itself, were new.  Before the Empire conquered Forim even the
nobility in their kingdom hadn't had indoor plumbing, and most people still
didn't despite the work of the Empire's sanitation crews.  It was late
spring, so the barred windows were not shuttered and the tiny cells were
brightly lit and smelled fresh.  The cells were on the south side of a wide
hallway, and the north side of the hall was lined with shelves, closets,
and the occasional bench.

   "Warden Riverson, please brief the prisoners on their duty.  While you
do that, I'm going to take care of this cunt's insolence." Laurie knew that
Monroe was better suited to the orientation than Kyle.  Kyle was a good
warden, but sloppy; Monroe was many things but sloppy was not one of them.
Laurie was also confident that what she intended to do to Susana would keep
the prisoners distracted, but that was good too.  If the prisoners were
distracted they wouldn't remember all of their orientation which would be a
perfect reason to give them extra beatings later.  After she gave her
order, she sat on a bench and pulled off her boots, then took off her pants
and panties.

   "Prisoners will be in bed at nine every night unless a Warden is keeping
them out for correction." Monroe's voice was deep and the prisoners noticed
he spoke Lowi without the accent the Imperials did.  Frank realized that
Warden Riverson must be from Pokan, and while he was startled to see one of
his countrymen in such a responsible Imperial position, he didn't think
less of the man for throwing in with the Imperials, in his mind they'd won
fair and square.  The whole region had been a huge brawl of all against all
before the Empire came, and Frank had joined with most of the people of
Pokan in cheering when the Imperial dropships had arrived to put down the
civil war that had raged since before he was born.  Frank's eyes began to
drift to the sight of Laurie taking off her pants.  He'd never seen a naked
woman before, much less a woman as well muscled and exotic looking as
Warden Stone.  Moreover he was fascinated by the sight of the hairs peeking
out of her panties.  Women in Pokan tended to keep themselves hairless, and
as her pants came all the way off he realized the Warden didn't shave her
legs either.  A throb in his ass reminded him to pay attention to the
lecture, but he was unable to keep his eyes off the half nude woman and his
cock, for the second time that day became almost painfully hard.

   For her part Susana found herself blushing deeper every time she
considered her situation.  She had known she was going to be beaten by
Warden Stone from the moment she hesitated in answering the other woman's
question.  Now that the Warden was getting undressed Susana realized she
was going to have to make the other woman cum, and that Frank was not only
going to watch her beating, but also watch her eat a woman's pussy.

   The people of Pokan were less sexually open than the Imperials were, and
while most Imperials were bisexual, the Pokan were decidedly not.  Susana
had kissed a female friend once when they were both ten, other than that
she'd never even contemplated sex with a woman until Warden Stone sat on
her face after whipping her pussy until it was an angry red and covered
with welts.  Since getting out of prison Susana had done her best not to
think about the dozens of times she'd licked pussy at the command of one
Warden or another.  The male Wardens had made her suck them off, fucked her
pussy or ass, but that didn't bother her as much as the pussy licking.

   "Prisoners are awakened at 5 sharp, will make their beds, and proceed to
the showers immediately.  After the prisoners have showered they will be
given breakfast and their assignments for the day."

   Laurie spread her legs wide, and opened her pussy with her left hand. 
She was hairy for a woman, even for an Orc, and her cunt was covered with a
thick thatch of curly black hair that no Pokan woman would have allowed.

   "On your knees slut, and lick me." She kept her voice low to avoid
interrupting Monroe, but everyone heard her.  Frank's eyes had never really
left the short woman after she took off her pants, but now they nearly
bugged out of their sockets as he saw Susana gracefully drop to her knees
and bend forward to plant her face in Warden Stone's pussy.  As she licked
industriously the hem of her prison shift came up, and Frank was rewarded
with his first sight of Susana's cunt.  Unlike the Warden, Susana kept her
body shaved.  Her pussy lips were perfectly smooth and they drew Frank's
eyes like a magnet.

   Kelly's mouth fell open as she watched Susana at her task.  She knew the
rudiments of sex, or at least thought she did, but she'd never known girls
could have sex with other girls until now.  She thought about how good her
fingers felt when she rubbed her pussy, and the small noises Warden Stone
was beginning to make told her that a tongue felt even better.  Kelly
suspected that she'd have to do what Susan was doing before she left the
prison, and she began to wonder if there was anything she could do to get
her own pussy licked.

   Monroe smiled inwardly as he realized that the fresh meat was largely
ignoring his orientation.  He knew that some Wardens would have resented
that, but to his mind it meant more opportunities to beat them later and
that thought more than made up for their insolence now.  Besides the
youngest hadn't gotten her first beating yet, and he figured the other
Wardens would let him have the first crack at her to make up for sticking
him with the orientation.  Monroe wasn't a pedophile, not in the clinical
sense anyway, he liked older women as much as the next man.  However he
also had to admit that he liked little girls at least as much as he liked
older women.  Laurie was mostly into older men and he knew that Kyle didn't
much care about either sex until they got to be at least 14 or so.  All of
which meant he was likely to get the lion's share of the little girl.

   "Following the noon meal prisoners with odd ID numbers will have KP duty
on even numbered days, and prisoners with even ID numbers will have KP duty
on odd numbered days..."

   Susana found the Warden's pussy just as she remembered it: hot, wet,
with a strong but not unpleasant smell, and a somewhat salty flavor. 
Susana kept Laurie's outer lips spread with her hands but there was no need
to spread the inner lips, they were tiny, more ridges of flesh than lips.
She kept her tongue busy, first thrusting it as deeply as she could into
the Warden's vagina, then licking up past the urethra to the older woman's
erect clitoris.  The Warden's clit was much larger than those of most Human
women, certainly larger than Susana's even when she was at her horniest
her's was barely a bump at the top of her cunt.  Under Susana's tongue
Laurie's clit became fully erect, nearly as large as the first joint on her
index finger.

   As the Warden's pussy juice flowed and her breathing started coming in
small gasps, Susana pushed her right index finger into the woman's cunt and
slowly fucked it in and out.

   After a few minutes of this Laurie began to shake, and her breathing
became even more ragged as she approached orgasm.  Susana shifted her all
of her attention on the clitoris, licking, nibbling, sucking as the thick
hair on Laurie's cunt tickled her nose and rasped against her tongue. 
After a few moments of the concentrated attention on her clit Laurie
shuddered and gasped as the orgasm rushed up from her twat and smashed all
thought from her brain.  Despite the urge to scream out her orgasm Laurie
came almost silently for the sake of Monroe's lecture so that only a few
gasps and low moans marked the occasion.

   She lay back against the sun warmed wall, and listened to Monroe's deep,
resonant, voice continuing its orientation lecture.  With a voice that
pleasant it could hardly be said that the man "droned", but it was obvious
to her that he was only giving half of his attention to the lecture.  But
that was fine, she noticed that the two prisoners were giving none of their
attention to it, and she smiled as she considered how much trouble their
inattention would buy them.

   "All right cunt, shift off, hands against the wall, and keep your feet
well apart." Despite knowing that no one was paying attention to Monroe's
lecture, Laurie still took care to keep her voice from being loud enough to
interrupt the man.  Laurie noticed that Frank's dick was now rock hard, and
beginning to twitch with his heartbeat as he watched Susana slip out of her
shift and bend over.

   Susana knew she was in enough trouble as it was, so she made no attempt
to keep her feet closer together than Warden Stone might want.  The posture
not only gave Frank a clear view of her asshole, but also made her pussy
open a bit.  Despite herself, Susana had become aroused from eating Laurie,
and her lips were somewhat swollen and much darker than normal.  Her inner
lips were large, and actually stuck out between her "outer" lips quite a
bit.  As her lips parted the wetness of her cunt became plain for anyone to
see.  The blush that had become an almost permanent part of Susana's face
deepened; but no one was paying any attention to her face.

   Laurie had selected a leather strap from the various paddles, floggers,
straps, and rods that hung from the wall.  Her choice was a bit narrower
than the palm of her hand, split twain for the last third of its length,
and was about as thick as her finger.  The Warden took a moment to
appreciate the sight of her newest victim.  Susana had bent well forward
and her ass stuck into the air quite nicely.  As her eyes took in the sight
of the younger woman's shaved asshole and cunt Laurie felt an urge to
exchange her tawse for a narrower groove strap so she could properly punish
the girl's most private parts.  But she put that pleasure aside for later,
and laid on her first stroke with the tawse she had selected.

   Susana managed to stay silent as the first blow landed, and as the shock
of the sudden impact gave way to pain which started at intolerable and
built up from there.  Laurie landed her second blow before the pain of the
first had peaked, and she continued from there at a hellish pace.

   The Warden worked her way from the very top of the prisoner's ass to
just a bit above the knees, laying each stroke carefully and with a
snapping force designed to produce maximum agony on the part of her victim.
Seven strokes covered the woman's ass and thighs with slightly overlapping
red marks, and then Laurie returned to the top to start her way back down.

   The sound of the tawse wasn't different when it hit Susana's already
abused ass again, but she thought it ought to have been simply to reflect
how much more it hurt.  She gasped as the eighth stroke overlapped the
first, and knew she'd be sobbing after only a few more.

   However, the girl did manage to stay silent for another three strokes
and it wasn't until the twelfth stroke hit the spot where the tops of her
thighs met her ass that she let out her first small shriek of pain.  By the
time Laurie finished her fourteenth stroke and went back for a third run at
the girl's ass she was continually groaning, screaming, and crying.  Susana
longed to jump up and cover her abused ass with her hands, and only the
certain knowledge that a long cunt whipping followed by a figging would
result if she did kept her in position.

   As she finished her third set Laurie considered a fourth, but decided
that it would be better to let Susana's ass bruise properly from this
beating then give her another tonight before lights out.  So, with a bit of
reluctance, Laurie put the tawse away after she gave the girl her
twenty-first swat.

   The beating had ended, but the pain, and the girl's whimpering and
sobbing certainly hadn't.  Monroe's lecture had ended sometime during
Susana's spanking, but even he couldn't remember exactly when, and all eyes
in the cells were on Susana's now crimson ass.

   Kyle's dick had gotten hard during Susana's punishment, and he gave some
thought to fucking her after the prisoners got settled.  But he had fucked
every hole Susana had, several times, during her earlier stay in the
Prison, and while he did want to get some more of her he also remembered
that he had Frank's virgin ass to break in.  It was always fun fucking a
Poukan man, he reflected, they were so revolted by male homosex that in
many ways it was a worse punishment for them than a beating; and worse
still for the inevitable number who discovered, to their horror, that they
liked getting fucked in the ass.  Eventually, Kyle knew, the Poukan would
become proper Imperials and get over their monosexualism, but until then he
knew he'd enjoy how much the male prisoners hated it when he fucked them or
made them suck him off.

   As the young woman got herself back under control Laurie pulled her
erect.  "You know, cunt, if you really want to be a slave you could just
sell yourself.  It'd save you a lot of pain."

   "Excuse me, ma'am?" If Susana had been a bit more together she would
have taken the Warden's meaning, but most of her mind was still focused on
the agony in her butt.

   "You've only got a few more chances, keep getting into trouble and
eventually the guard is going to wonder if you're salvageable.  Hells, you
can probably get sent back here two or three more times before the guard
gives up and takes you to see a judge.  The judge might not enslave you the
first time you see her, but eventually she'll decide you have to be kept
under permanent control.  Then you'll go up on the auction block." Laurie
didn't bother seeing how the inmate responded, just giving her a curt
gesture to return to her place at Frank's right, then she turned to Monroe.

   "Junior Warden Riverson, have the prisoners been briefed on our
procedures?" As she asked she glanced at the younger two prisoners. 
Frank's cock was now twitching dangerously from the sight of Susana's
punishment, and Kelly had a somewhat flushed look.  Both of them looked a
bit worried as she asked Monroe about their briefing, and she smiled
inwardly at that.

   "Yes, ma'am.  Though I am somewhat concerned about Kelly, she didn't
seem to be paying close attention." He didn't do anything so crass as to
wink at his boss, but she knew his tastes well enough, and she figured that
it was time their youngest guest got her first beating.

   "Would you care to investigate, Mr.  Riverson?"

   "Certainly ma'am." Laurie began putting on her panties as he glowered
down at the little girl.  "Prisoner, what happens after the noon meal if
your number is odd?"

   Kelly knew she was about to get a spanking.  She remembered the Junior
Warden telling them what happened after lunch, but she'd been so amazed by
the sight of Laurie's orgasm under Susana's tongue that she couldn't
remember at all.  She also wasn't quite sure what an "odd number" was,
education hadn't been high on her aunt's list of priorities.

   "I'm...  I'm sorry sir, I didn't pay attention.  I was watching Susana
lick the Warden when you told us." She knew that she'd be beaten no matter
what she said, but she hoped that being honest would get her off a bit
lighter.

   "I see.  Honesty is good, but you must remember that you are here to
learn to be a better citizen of the Empire.  Remove your shift." Monroe sat
on the bench against the north wall, and watched as the girl's face flushed
even darker than it already was..

   In a way Kelly had known that she'd have to be naked in front of Frank,
and the Wardens, but she had also entertained a forlorn hope that since she
was so much younger than the other prisoners maybe they would let her stay
dressed.  Not that the prison shift was a modest garment, but from her
point of view it was still better than being naked.  However, after seeing
Susana so throughly spanked simply for hesitating a bit in answering one of
Warden Stone's questions, Kelly knew better than to keep Junior Warden
Riverson waiting.

   She pulled the shift off, and felt her hands trying to move to cover her
pussy, but she kept them firmly at her sides.  She didn't have hips yet,
and her breasts hadn't begun to grow either.  Apart from the fact that she
had a pussy there wasn't any real difference between her body and that of a
boy the same age.  Her lower lips were completely bald and unlike Susana
her inner lips didn't poke out from between her outer lips.  The smooth "V"
of her cunt was perfectly formed, and also somewhat dark and flushed from
her excitement.  Her nipples were barely darker than the rest of her skin,
but they stiffened in the sudden chill.

   "Come here," Monroe ordered, and patted his right thigh.  Kelly walked
obediently to his side, and gasped as he picked her up and put her over his
lap.  He grabbed her left nipple in his own left hand, to keep her from
struggling, he thought virtuously, and brought down his right hand for the
first swat.

   Frank thought that Kelly was getting off easily, but he'd never
experienced a hand spanking, or realized just how long they could last. 
Susana, who had gotten several long hand spankings during her prior stay in
the Prison knew that Kelly might be up for a harder punishment than either
she or Frank had gotten.

   Monroe didn't use his full strength, but while the pace he set was a bit
slow he could keep it up for close to an hour if he wanted.  Kelly didn't
cry out at the first swat.  She had been spanked by her aunt and as the
woman had fallen into alcoholism she'd beaten Kelly more violently.  It was
the drunken beatings that had convinced the girl to run away before she was
seriously injured.  So the young girl was no stranger to spankings, and
while she realized that Monroe's hand hurt more than her aunt's had she,
like Frank, she had no idea how long the Junior Warden intended to keep up
the pace.

   The first ten or so swats turned her butt a light pink, and the pain
began to mount as each new swat landed.  The minor pain from Monroe's tight
grip on her nipple was a distraction, but it did remind the girl not to
move, and she bore her punishment silently, though her breathing was
becoming a bit ragged and tears had already began to form in her eyes.

   The next twenty swats turned the early light pink first into a dark
pink, then to a pale red.  Kelly was beginning to gasp with each blow, but
she assumed that her punishment would be ending soon.  Monroe had already
spanked her longer than her aunt ever had.

   Frank had been shooting glances at Susana, still as naked as he was, and
she was busy trying to ignore those glances.  The byplay was not missed by
Kyle or Laurie, and both began wondering how to best use Frank's obvious
attraction to Susana to make his punishments worse.

   Monroe didn't notice Frank and Susana, he was busy enjoying the little
girl across his lap.  His dick had been hard ever since he'd ordered her to
strip, and he was delighted with the sight of her ass slowly turning an
ever brighter shade of red, and the glimpses of her slit and asshole that
resulted as her butt cheeks flattened under his hand.

   Kelly began to squirm, but Monroe's fingers tightened on her nipple just
as his hand came crashing down for yet another swat.  The combination
elicited a small cry from the young girl, and at that sign of weakness
Monroe increased both the strength and the tempo of his spanking.  The pain
from her nipple reminded Kelly not to squirm, but she couldn't stop her
legs from gently kicking as blow after blow landed.

   Kelly's ass had turned a deep red by this time, and within a few moments
of her first cry, she began sobbing and soon afterwards incoherently
promising to be good.  Frank was stunned, he hadn't expected the hand
spanking to go on as long as it did, and he was fairly sure that Kelly's
ass must hurt about as much as his did after his paddling earlier.

   Monroe kept spanking Kelly for a minute or two after she broke down, but
eventually all fun must come to an end.  His hand smarted a bit, and he
imagined that Kelly's ass did a bit more than smart, judging from its now
mottled appearance.  The muscular man let go of the young girl's nipple, a
fresh jolt of pain shot through her as circulation was restored, then he
stood her up.  Under normal circumstances Kelly was a pretty little girl,
but now her eyes were red, her face flushed, and her nose was running
because of her crying.  Monroe took a handkerchief from his pocked and
wordlessly passed it to the prisoner and began gently rubbing her ass as
she cleaned her face.

   When she'd finished he took the handkerchief back, and after returning
it to his pocket he ran a finger along the slit between her puffy lips. 
Kelly hissed softly at the unexpected touch, but Monroe had at least as
much self control as Kyle, and he took his and away after that single
caress.

   "All right prisoners, its lunchtime.  Allow me to refresh your memories
on the way...."

   End Chapter 1

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